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Chapter 398 - 213 Mimicry Personality: Planning and Targeting

Chapter 398: Chapter 213 Mimicry Personality: Planning and Targeting

In the United Fleet, Feder was sweating profusely. Sitting before him were Asmara and her father, Prince Bai Jiang.

"Commander, do I really have to hand over my intelligence terminal?" he said with difficulty, "The wartime regulations don’t stipulate confiscating the officers’ intelligence terminals."

Asmara’s face was cold and indifferent, "Since you’re aware of the temporary regulations, you should remember what the first line says -- unconditional obedience to the commander’s orders."

Feder’s throat rolled as he felt like sitting on pins and needles, completely unprepared for the communications embargo that the vanguard fleet initiated yesterday, severing all internal personnel’s external communications channels completely.

Today, they’re directly asking him to hand over his intelligence terminal which contained all his secrets.

He looked hopefully towards Prince Bai Jiang.

"Hand it over," said Prince Bai Jiang with a gentle voice.

Feder’s face fell. With even his father not backing him up, this matter was settled.

But... why?

He didn’t quite understand. Did Asmara suspect that he had been tipping off Li Ming?

He hesitantly pulled out his intelligence terminal, even harboring a fleeting thought to smash it right there, but considering the technical expertise of the logistics, he still placed it on the table.

"Unlock it," said Asmara nonchalantly, her head held high like a proud queen.

Feder took a deep breath, reached out, and unlocked the screen.

"Log into your Black Hole Network account."

Feder was slightly stunned, "Commander, there are clear rules that forbid royal family members from..."

"Feder!" Prince Bai Jiang interrupted in a heavy tone.

Feder didn’t understand what agreement his father and Princess Asmara had reached, but he knew he had no choice but to obey the orders, reluctantly logging into the Black Hole Network.

There were some unread messages, which he longingly watched as Asmara picked up the device, squinted her eyes, and turned the screen to ask, "Is this Li Ming?"

Feder looked at the message "Where has the United Fleet gone?"

His mind was in turmoil, uncertain how to reply.

He had an astonishing suspicion -- the reason he was able to join the United Fleet and not be rejected by Asmara was very likely because he could contact Li Ming, who might prove useful at a crucial moment.

This woman was really venomous!

"It should be," nodded Asmara, "Alright, you can go now."

Feder instinctively glanced at Prince Bai Jiang before quickly looking away, lowering his head as he left.

Two soldiers clad in purple combat armor, with double-tailed scorpion insignias on their chestplates, quickly followed him.

"Double-tailed Scorpion," part of Asmara’s elite guard.

Sensing movement, Feder turned his head and, just as he was about to question them, one of them said, "We are ordered by the commander to provide you with close protection for twenty-four hours."

Feder took a deep breath. Was this all to target Li Ming?

Was it because the Mechanic Master had the ability to defeat Sandro?

Although it contradicted previous intelligence, was there a need for such drastic measures?

He couldn’t figure it out and was afraid, afraid that his dealings with Li Ming had been discovered, afraid that Li Ming would fall into a trap.

Although the Black Hole Network wouldn’t retain message records, the thought of Asmara possibly impersonating him in a conversation with Li Ming gave him the chills.

"You can tell, can’t you? You must be able to tell... please realize it..." Feder prayed silently in his heart.

Walking distractedly, he stumbled and collided head-on with someone, looking up in surprise, "Professor Wu Yanqing?"

Then his pupils contracted, noticing two soldiers with the Double-tailed Scorpion following behind Wu Yanqing.

"You also..." he opened his mouth to speak but then hesitated, dry-mouthed.

Noticing Feder’s reaction, Wu Yanqing did not speak but shook his head. The two passed each other, and Old Wu’s heart also sank.

When he saw that the Mechanic had worn a complete set of Ascender Civilization armor, he realized things were not good.

Sure enough, Asmara took action immediately, seizing him and confiscating all his communication devices.

Today, she even took Feder’s communication device, indicating that they were planning to target Li Ming to find out the specific details about the Azure Dragon.

He was very worried, clearly knowing how terrifying it can be for a high civilization to focus the majority of their attention on a single individual.

With a gloomy expression, he wondered... what was the true background of that Mechanic?

...

Asmara and Prince Bai Jiang, holding Feder’s communicator, had already reached the logistics intelligence room. All the staff turned their gaze towards them, seemingly awaiting orders.

"Let’s begin," said Asmara as she handed the intelligence terminal to the person in charge.

The individual placed it on the central operating panel, pulled out a cable connected to the intelligence terminal, and then projected it onto the big screen.

"Collecting all information and data on Count Feder, the mimicry personality is forming..."

"Simulating..."

"Your Highness, what do you think is the relationship between Count Fude and the target?" asked the person in charge.

"Close friends," estimated Prince Bai Jiang.

"Close friends entered, analyzing tone..."

On the big screen, on Feder’s side, a message popped up.

"I don’t know the exact location, it seems we are preparing to attack a stronghold, we’ve entered wartime status, a lot of information is kept secret from me."

"Don’t worry, I will definitely inform you when the United Fleet launches an attack on the Land of Stars."

"A complete set of Feros Battle General Armor, haven’t seen it for a long time, the level of that Mechanic is truly unfathomable..." Prince Bai Jiang sighed and then asked, "Alik, what is the probability that Azure Dragon is a Casting Star Mechanic?"