Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

”Chen Ming’s spiritual energy is just sitting there, nobody wants to get involved, right? So I’m more inclined towards Cheng Xinghai.”

”Does anyone know where Cheng Xinghai is?”

Number 1 immediately responded, ”It’s the end of May now, Cheng Xinghai is a junior, definitely in school, no need to guess.”

”Alright.”

Number 2 nodded to Number 1 and said, ”Stopping the arranged marriage between Chen Ming and Cheng Xinghai is quite simple, just find Cheng Xinghai a better match.”

”Chen Ming is 26 this year, Cheng Xinghai is 19, a seven-year difference. Just from the age aspect, there should be plenty of suitable choices.”

”A young person within a seven-year difference and more outstanding than Chen Ming, or even not necessarily more outstanding.”

”Who from the younger generation can be recommended?”

Number 8 raised a hand slightly to indicate and said, ”Cheng Xinghai is directly under the Military University in the military command specialty, and in her year, there are indeed some excellent students.”

”But put it this way, almost all peers and slightly older eligible individuals have long been introduced to Bai Quan by various factions.”

”Peers, those two or three years apart, as long as they have some ability, none have been missed.”

”And yet not a single match was made.”

”Failures in marriage proposals are generally not publicly discussed, so you might not know, but I do.”

”I can also say that finding a replacement for Chen Ming around Cheng Xinghai is not possible.”

”Perhaps in the entire Empire, yes, but within those the Fourteenth Legion can contact, there are indeed no suitable ones.”

Number 8’s tone, often acting as a matchmaker, made Number 2 very unwilling, holding firm to his idea, he asked, ”What about suitability by societal status alone?”

Number 8 immediately said again, ”Cheng Xinghai is the adopted daughter of a Vice Admiral in the Fourteenth Legion and also a Psychic; she can’t marry down. The person she marries must at least be of a higher societal level, or the other party should also be a Psychic, allowing for some flexibility.”

”This means, unless a Psychic, the match would need to be the son of an Admiral at least.”

”But as far as I know, most Admirals in our Legion have grandsons, which are the next generation and don’t match with Cheng Xinghai.”

”Only the General’s youngest son barely counts in this generation.”

”It’s still somewhat plausible if the General does not involve himself in factional conflicts, but who can persuade the General? Moreover, the General’s son is only fifteen years old; is that suitable?”

Number 2 still didn’t want to give up, ”What about other legions?”

Number 2’s increasingly outlandish suggestions were evident.

Already resistant to Number 2’s ideas, Number 6 couldn’t stand it anymore and interrupted, ”Stop this nonsense, everyone heard what Number 8 said, at most we can work on Chen Ming himself.”

”Speaking of which, hasn’t Chen Ming been rather inactive recently? Coming to headquarters is the first significant move he’s made lately, right?”

”Not necessarily,” Number 20 said, ”Just because Chen Ming hasn’t taken action doesn’t mean he’s done nothing; he’s been publishing various research results continuously.”

”Especially the Extraordinary Laboratory he set up, they produce research results on the Mechanical Race in just a few days.”

”Because his spiritual energy can control the Mechanical Race, the resources provided from above are substantial; many veteran laboratories researching the Mechanical Race aren’t necessarily as formidable as theirs.”

”Considering they can directly conduct experiments with Chen Ming handling the Mechanical Race, slow efficiency would be strange.”

”Above, some artifacts of that civilization are also handed to Chen Ming for research; those things are quite astonishing.”

”Moreover, he holds part of the patent on antimatter technology; don’t think he’s doing nothing just because there’s no major move.”

Number 1 was unexpectedly surprised, asking Number 20, who seemed to be from the Legion’s research department, ”There’s such a thing?”

”Not everyone pays attention to the patents of the technology they use; truly don’t assume he’s just an ordinary person with no vision despite only being with our legion for a short while.”

”To find someone suitable for Chen Ming, one must consider both Chen Ming’s spiritual energy and his capabilities.”

This time, Number 2 wasn’t troubled by what Number 20 said about Chen Ming’s situation and decisively said, ”Then let’s not consider his capabilities for now.”

”People always aim higher; once they have someone good, they’ll certainly abandon the lesser choice, especially since the lesser hasn’t even reached him yet.”

Number 8 couldn’t resist interjecting, ”Wait a moment, do you have a misunderstanding about what’s better or worse?”

”Who can make Chen Ming abandon ties with Bai Quan to choose someone else? Who can offer Chen Ming greater benefits than Cheng Xinghai?”

Number 2 confidently replied, ”You’ve missed the point. It’s not about making Chen Ming choose, but making Bai Quan choose instead.”

”If Chen Ming isn’t a gentleman, but a philanderer, would Bai Quan entrust his daughter to him?”

Number 8 didn’t understand Number 2’s point but knew one thing, ”Chen Ming doesn’t count as a mere gentleman.”

”As long as you understand, Chen Ming is definitely capable and upstanding.”

”Thus, my idea isn’t to make Chen Ming choose someone else, but merely to make Chen Ming act irrationally such that Bai Quan can’t proceed with the marriage amidst Chen Ming’s tarnished reputation.”

”Whose daughter or granddaughter is of suitable age? Let’s start with those who look good.”

Number 10, who hadn’t spoken before, finally said, ”That’s quite easy to find.”

Although those in the meeting room had been discussing plans targeting Chen Ming and Bai Quan, they actually didn’t hold any deep-seated resentment against Chen Ming.

If they could use their own daughters or granddaughters to establish an association with a level 5 Psychic, or even beyond, many wouldn’t mind, even if it barely scratched the surface of such a connection.