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Chapter 189 - 109: Reunited with Mr. Qing Hua

Chapter 189: Chapter 109: Reunited with Mr. Qing Hua

Duan Mingyuan felt Jiuyue was truly a fortunate person, as he had just become interested in interstellar travel when the inspector sent them an invitation.

The Third Prince also put his full energy into the journey, being a newly transitioned ship repairer, he first needed to understand the internal structure of a spaceship, and the Elder Princess who received an invitation as well.

Upon boarding the flagship, an eye robot arranged by the inspector welcomed them.

The eye robot’s structure was nearly identical to those Duan Mingyuan had seen in the Ashen Church, with a disc-shaped Sun Emblem on its alloy frame.

However, in contrast to the tour group filled with anticipation for the trip, Qing Hua looked ashen-faced, showing no sign of joy for being rescued.

His last illusion shattered, the one coming to fetch him was not the flagship of the Huagang Consortium, meaning the consortium had completely abandoned him, and the whole matter had entered a by-the-book process.

And the by-the-book result might be spending his remaining life in a dingy prison cell.

"Don’t be so serious, from now on, you are free."

As a doctor, Duan Mingyuan also cared about the psychological health of his patients, their arrangement with the inspector was to bring the personnel from the Cosmic Relations Coordination Department safely aboard the flagship; while Mr. Qing Hua’s physical condition was healthy, his mental state seemed somewhat depressed.

Just look at the Long Branch Imperial Guards, though their faces were hidden by armored helmets and their expressions unseen, their proud and upright strides showed no sign of being defeated war criminals, one might even think they were the inspectors.

Duan Mingyuan greatly admired such mental fortitude.

Confronted with Duan Mingyuan’s well-meaning comfort, Qing Hua just glanced back at him and walked off silently towards the other end of the corridor.

If he was depressed, this "psychological doctor" was definitely more than 80% responsible.

This was a serious medical error, severe enough to lodge a complaint against him with the medical association.

"Haven’t you come out yet?"

Duan Mingyuan crossed his arms and watched Qing Hua’s receding figure.

Cai Hui also followed, and as she passed Duan Mingyuan, she didn’t forget to say, "My transfer order also came through, welcome to visit Red Star in the future."

With Duan Mingyuan’s medical aid, she gained perspective, moved away from the center of power, and returned to Red Star to focus on research, which may not be a bad thing, "by the time you come to find me on Red Star in the future, I might have found a cure for the Red Death Disease."

Cai Hui thought Duan Mingyuan was a truly unique individual, with distinctive methods of psychological therapy.

It was hard to tell whether he was attacking you or genuinely treating your illness, she happened to overhear a conversation between Duan Mingyuan and Qing Hua, with Duan Mingyuan actively encouraging Qing Hua to look forward, even if he was judged, being locked in prison might not be as bad as Qing Hua imagined.

He could still strive to become the king of the prison.

Power is everywhere, even in prison, and once incarcerated, Qing Hua could still chase the power he craved.

But it seemed Qing Hua did not accept his advice, angrily driving him away.

"By the way, what was Qing Hua looking for you for a few days ago?"

Seeing this, the Third Prince, curious, stepped forward to ask, as it was his first time seeing someone infuriate Qing Hua to such a degree.

"He hoped to recommend me to join the Huagang Consortium."

Duan Mingyuan had recently received many job invitations, with both the Huagang Consortium and the Mandala Consortium inviting him to join, but he was more concerned about Mr. Qing Hua’s condition, as when the other offered him many benefits, those reddened eyes looked like a terrorist seeking mutual destruction.

After several sleepless nights, he finally thought of a desperate strategy for survival.

Mr. Qing Hua seemed to believe that if he could recommend a Transcender to join the Consortium, they would rediscover his value and protect him, he promised Duan Mingyuan power, fame, wealth, and even recommended he be exceptionally promoted to an Imperial Guard of Long Branch, to become a member of the Guardian Committee, thereby naturally allowing Blue Star to sign a non-interference treaty with the company.

"Did you turn it down?"

The Third Prince could only marvel that it was indeed Teacher Mingyuan who did this, an opportunity many dreamed of, yet was so easily refused.

"I don’t like the working atmosphere of the Huagang Consortium."

Duan Mingyuan felt he had also reached a new stage in life — once one has a certain economic foundation and a stable work environment, they become content with their current state, reluctant to change their surroundings easily, with work from nine to five and an extra two long vacations each year, family life in the evenings was harmonious and joyful.

This circle was too comfortable, making it impossible to leave.

It seemed he was about to smoothly transition into middle-age life.

Thus, Mr. Qing Hua’s story on Blue Star officially came to an end, the director of the Cosmic Relations Coordination Department would likely have no chance to meet again.

Duan Mingyuan wished him well in prison.

Having bid farewell to Qing Hua and the others, the eyeball robot turned to the group and conveyed the instructions the inspector hoped to pass on to them.

"The inspector has fully understood everyone’s demands and is willing to draft a proposal to the Sixteen Star Summit on your behalf, but in accordance with Ashen Consortium’s tradition, we hope that you will participate in a trial to prove your resolve. This isn’t meant to deliberately make things difficult for you, but rather because if there is not sufficient determination and tenacity, it will be hard for you and the people living on Blue Star to get through the hardships and dangers ahead."

As expected.

All the Third Prince’s preliminary setup was for the subsequent ’but’.

No matter which consortium’s messenger comes, no matter what kinds of intricate interests exist between them, their attitude towards Blue Star and all civilizations managed by the company is the same.

The company does not want any civilization to throw off their shackles, the only difference lies in their style of conduct.

"So, what is the content of the trial?"

He asked.

"The content of the trial is very simple: just live on the flagship for three days as a believer. If after three days your demands remain unchanged, the inspector will meet with you personally and draft a letter of recommendation himself."

"Is it just that?"

The Third Prince was somewhat incredulous.

Based on his understanding of the company, he thought they would most likely propose some utterly impossible conditions to make them give up willingly.

But to live on the flagship for three days as a believer, isn’t that just a matter of having hands?

No, it should be doable even without hands.

The Ashen Church does not specify that disabled individuals cannot join, and indeed, many of its followers are veterans who were injured on the front lines and forced to retire.

As long as you have pain and confusion in your heart, the Sun King will guide everyone equally.

"It seems the inspector is really underestimating us, just three days of a believer’s life... What’s with that look in your eyes?"

The Third Prince hadn’t finished speaking when he was backstabbed by his teammates.

He had intended to make a bold declaration before the trial to demonstrate their firm stance, but Jiuyue and Ning Ruyue cast doubtful glances at him.

"The female believers on this flagship are all wearing form-fitting nun’s habits."

"There are also rubber suit styles."

"And their figures are quite nice."

"Faces too, very pretty."

Jiuyue and Ning Ruyue sang in tune and completed a combination punch in an instant.

"What do you take me for!"

The Third Prince roared furiously.

What about team spirit? Where has the team spirit gone?

"A hopeless uniform enthusiast."

Jiuyue and Ning Ruyue said in unison.

Facing the accusation of the two, the Third Prince snorted coldly, his face full of arrogance, "I suppose you do understand me."

This time, Jiuyue and Ning Ruyue were at a loss for words.

When a person dares to admit his quirks openly and confidently in public, no pointing fingers from others can touch a hair on him.

The Third Prince was one such forthright individual.

"Since you understand me so well, I have no choice but to question you," he said.

Seeing that they had fallen silent, he began his pursuit, his eyes flashing with a gleam of sharpness, "You mentioned the nuns dressed in rubber suits, with good figures and beautiful faces—where are they? How come I didn’t see them just now?"

They were now a team, and within a team, it was right to share important intelligence with each other.

This is the very team spirit he was advocating!