The names written above are Mu Shuikong and Wu Ping’an.
The transcript’s content can be summarized as follows: Chen Ming and the two others came to attend the auction normally today, then encountered a terrorist attack. Fortunately, they were unhurt and received police rescue, successfully getting out of the situation.
The seal of the Security Bureau had already been affixed in advance. Once they signed their names, they could walk away from this incident safely.
Old Wu took a quick look and signed immediately.
Chen Ming, however, scrutinized it repeatedly and only signed after confirming there was nothing suspicious.
After handing the transcript back to the person who had just brought it over.
Chen Ming and Old Wu together smoothly left the Security Bureau.
They faced no obstruction, nor any investigation.
It seems the boss’s influence was quite significant.
After emerging from the somewhat tense and oppressive government district.
Old Wu suddenly stretched with a long yawn, his face expressing exhaustion, and said to Chen Ming, "Where are we heading next?"
"Your test results probably won’t be out for a few hours, and we shouldn’t waste this time."
It was clear Old Wu intended to find a place to have some fun.
However, Chen Ming had no particular place he wanted to go, so he said, "You go ahead, I have some things to deal with."
Upon hearing Chen Ming say this, rather than finding a place to go wild, Old Wu drew closer, casually putting his arm around Chen Ming’s shoulder, saying, "Hey, thinking about your thirty million reward, huh?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, if it were me, I’d be thinking about it too. That’s, after all, thirty million, enough to last for a long time."
Chen Ming shook his head slightly, remembering how his prior forty-five million had dwindled to just over twenty million, prompting him to say, "Money comes fast, but it also goes fast."
"Old Wu, if you need money, I can give you some to thank you for helping me out today."
"Huh? Didn’t I basically do nothing? Plus, you already reimbursed me earlier."
"The little money you use to find fun doesn’t even count for anything. If I got you to help me with something and just treated you to a foot massage, that’s a joke, isn’t it?"
Old Wu scratched his head and said, "Well, just give whatever you think is right." The rightful source is noᴠelfire.net
Chen Ming replied and suddenly continued, "Old Wu, I’m actually quite curious about why you’re always short on money."
Chen Ming had never understood this because Old Wu had good relations with both the boss and the factory manager, so making money shouldn’t have been difficult for him.
Yet, Old Wu always seemed short on money, and he even asked for a few thousand from Chen Ming when he first arrived at the Space Station.
There must be some reason behind this.
When Old Wu heard Chen Ming’s question, he casually said, "Mainly, I’m lazy. When I have money, I don’t want to move around, and only when it runs out do I think of ways to earn more. So it’s strange if any money gets saved up."
If what Old Wu said applied to an ordinary person, it would make sense, but for him, it was hardly a reason.
However, since Old Wu didn’t seem keen on explaining further, Chen Ming didn’t plan on probing more deeply either.
They parted ways at the entrance of the government complex.
Old Wu went off to find a place to enjoy himself, while Chen Ming, during the interim of waiting for the government’s test report, headed to the Space Elevator.
The Space Elevator hadn’t been damaged during Zuo Jing’s previous attack.
After all, it’s the critical passage between the Space Station and the colony. The passenger elevator open to the public is just a small part; other cargo transport relies on it too.
If there weren’t enough guards stationed there, it’d be tantamount to handing their lifeblood to others.
The Space Elevator already had sufficient defense strength, and with the support troops arriving immediately, Luder Zuo Jing’s attack barely made any waves.
So after order was restored there, the elevator reopened to the public.
Just that visibly, the number of guards had increased significantly.
But this didn’t impede Chen Ming as he smoothly returned to the Iron Ore No.
The first thing Chen Ming did upon returning to the Iron Ore No. was take out the Delusion Stone.
The moment his hand touched the Delusion Stone, hallucinations appeared before Chen Ming’s eyes again.
However, this time, everything in the hallucinations was clear, no longer shrouded in the previous haze.
This included the Spiritual Stone that fell from Shen Yi, as well as the person holding the gun.
And the person holding the gun was Chen Ming himself.
In Chen Ming’s eyes, after the scene where he shot and killed Shen Yi replayed in the hallucination.
These hallucinations suddenly vanished entirely, merging into the Delusion Stone.
The Pirate Leader’s spiritual energy fluctuation, resonating with the Delusion Stone before his death, completely merged with it, becoming part of it.
And after the hallucinations completely disappeared, Chen Ming found he could fully block out the Delusion Stone’s maddening voices, and he could also choose to accept its influence at any time.
To be precise, it wasn’t Chen Ming himself blocking the influence; rather, he could practically control whether the Delusion Stone’s effects took hold.
It seemed that after realizing the resonant hallucination, the Delusion Stone connected with Chen Ming.
He could control the Delusion Stone just like he controlled the spaceship.
This could arguably be considered Chen Ming using spiritual energy to control it.
Only, unlike the boss, Chen Ming still couldn’t use spiritual energy fluctuations freely, effective only when controlling the Delusion Stone.
Though the effect seemed rather limited, Chen Ming still felt quite satisfied. At least now, he could carry the Delusion Stone with him anytime, anywhere.