Chapter 1161: Chapter 595: Forcing Belief Amid Countless Flaws
“Because Azure Dragon is Li Ming.”
Adam smoothly inferred that if the premise “Azure Dragon is Li Ming” holds true, then many questions could be answered.
There was no excitement on his face as if he had discovered a great secret; instead, his brow furrowed more tightly.
To accommodate this inference, he had actually overlooked many issues.
He didn’t care about trivial matters like “the two had appeared simultaneously before”; the biggest issue was–
“If Azure Dragon is truly Li Ming, how did he transform from such an ordinary life form to the Azure Dragon we know now in such a short time?”
Adam stared intensely at the slightly youthful face on the screen, “From the time Li Ming was reborn on Silver Grey Star, it’s been less than ten years…”
“Even if his body was possessed by Talos, how did he achieve such scientific accomplishments?”
Adam couldn’t understand, “Moreover, Chrono is dead, and even Talos couldn’t achieve this level.”
“Besides, Li Ming himself is only an S Level life form, which has been confirmed in the Holy Spirit Civilization…”
The more information he compiled, the more contradictions surfaced; satisfying one conjecture meant failing another.
With fingers tapping incessantly on the table, Adam’s expression was somber. No matter what, the message left by Chrono couldn’t be baseless; there’s certainly a huge secret hidden within.
“Perhaps, things aren’t as Chrono thought, but neither are they as we assumed.”
As he pondered, a sudden thought struck his mind.
“If Azure Dragon is Li Ming, it seems it also explains why he would safeguard the Chaotic Star Gap.” Adam seemed to vaguely grasp the pattern.
“The Mechanical Court might not be something easily discarded, and the X Level Gene Seed modulated by Sheffield seems to be of more importance than I imagined.”
“My focus on the Chaotic Star System seems somewhat lacking, and the forces invested are far from enough; more is needed.” Adam realized this, his eyes gleaming with understanding.
Even now, he doubted the authenticity of these six words, but since there was a related clue, he didn’t mind probing.
“If it’s true, Azure Dragon might not be as terrifying as he presents.”
“Moreover, the secrets hidden within him might be greater than those of the Dominator’s corpse.”
Thinking of this, Adam couldn’t help but feel some regret; if such inferences were made earlier, things might not have reached this point.
But even he, at this point, didn’t dare to believe.
It was only the message left by Chrono before his death that lent him some trust.
If it were anyone else’s conjecture, it would’ve been discarded long ago.
…
In an unknown Star Domain, an armed transport ship was navigating through a jump orbit, its rhombus armor’s phase coating continually exhaling blue-purple particle clouds, resembling a meteor being weathered away.
The distorted jump tunnel twisted the surrounding starry sky into a spiral orbit, and the green tail flame spewed by the thruster array elongated into chain-like light threads.
At the center, in the core chamber of a large transport ship, Boenhardt, the Star Alliance’s S Level life form, was conducting a routine inspection.
His skin was luminous like red agate, with veins protruding into bell-like bulges, hunched over, silently staring at the scene before him.
The soldiers under him wore heavy protective suits, wielding various advanced instruments, constantly scanning; the rhombus metal platform was surrounded by a crossed laser net, with an alert sphere hovering above, continuously altering trajectory.
Placed at the center were pieces of red stone, about ten or so, displaying the luster of biological tissue, with crystalline internal veins pulsing rhythmically.
Boenhardt’s voice was solemn, “Before the handover, this is the final inspection; be thorough, any issues and everyone will accompany it to the grave.”
His black tongue split like a serpent’s fork, teeth decayed, speaking while green mist drifted from his mouth.
Everyone was silent as if petrified, holding their breath, not daring any negligence, as the entire inspection process lasted two to three minutes.
“Everything normal.”
After a complex set of inspections, the soldiers reported.
“Hmm.” Boenhardt nodded, waved them off, and those under his command left rapidly, heads lowered as if pardoned.
But he himself didn’t leave, standing by the stones, closely guarding them.
The soldiers leaving didn’t dare speak until they had turned several corridors away.
“…damn, finally time for the handover; transporting this stuff requires me to sleep with three eyes open, normally it’s just two,” a six-eyed fish-man couldn’t help feeling nervous.
“Such precious cargo, I wonder where it’s being sent.”
“Precious?” one among them scoffed, “This is considered precious?”
“Enough pretending; one Lament Red Stone can buy ten planets like your Mother Star,” someone retorted.
“No…” he explained, “I mean, this stuff is indeed precious, but compared to the overall mobilized resources this time, it’s just a drop in the ocean…”
“Really big moves? Any inside information? Is it truly about countering Azure Dragon?”
Others showed interest, asking around.
Someone resembling a leader spoke gravely, “Alright, stop probing; we’re just escorting a segment, the more you know, the less peace you’ll have.”
He seemed quite authoritative, and soon the talks ceased, but with continuous sentiment, “With such tight transportation procedures, is the higher-up still fearing someone might infiltrate?”
“Haha…maybe Azure Dragon is hiding in the shadow beneath your feet…”
“Then I should hastily stomp twice, there might not be another chance like this.”
“Still requires handover…”
In the ship’s armor storeroom, Li Ming was possessing a suit of armor, with an intelligent terminal hovering in the internal cavity, connected to the entire system.
“The defense is indeed tight…” he couldn’t help but lament.
Expecting the Pioneer to locate Star Gate coordinates might take who knows how long.
By then, things might have gone cold, after careful thought, Li Ming decided to use the old method.
Just let the Navigator identify one of the transport resources.
This was relatively simple; within ten days, the Navigator had replied.
Lament Red Stone, an exceedingly precious advanced material, only appearing on special districts’ planets with neural networks.
Li Ming spent some time creeping into the company selling Lament Red Stone, and infiltrated the transport ship.
However, the meticulousness of the entire transport plan surpassed his expectations; this would be the third fleet exchange.
There would also be a handover.
Throughout, he found scant information in the navigation system, nearly only handover coordinates.
But, adept and familiar with the process, it’s merely repeating the infiltration.
Also using the transport ship’s external communication network to ascertain the external situation, focusing on the Three Great Civilizations’ response to the Chaotic Star Gap.
What sustains his infiltration includes a crucial point.
Following the High-level Life Form Union’s statement, the Three Great Civilizations quickly supplemented, pledging to assist in managing the Chaotic Star Gap and handling fleeing fugitives.
Yet, Li Ming received multiple messages indicating the Three Great Civilizations were further deploying personnel, short-term, they’ll certainly refrain from action.
Thus, he spent time infiltrating.
On the Three Great Civilizations’ troop increase, Li Ming found it puzzling, “If it’s due to my intervention, deciding on increased personnel, hadn’t there been a prior plan?”
Li Ming sensed something odd, but the information reached its limit, leaving him unable to speculate further.
Two more days passed before the transport ship arrived at the handover coordinates.
Lament Red Stone was handed over by Boenhardt through the linking bridge.
The one responsible for taking over was also an S Level life form, Carlo.
The other party commanded personnel to inspect the Lament Red Stone and receive the voyage logs, even screening everyone, including Boenhardt.
“Even I need scrutiny?” Boenhardt looked displeased, “Do you truly think anyone could infiltrate?”
Carlo apologized, “Sorry, not distrustful of you, just routine checks mandated by authority.”
Boenhardt’s brows knitted tightly, yet he didn’t dare decline, coldly accepting the inspection.
Meanwhile, Li Ming, in shadow not far away, seemed somewhat taken aback by the scene.