Tempest of the Stellar War

To space explorers, this encounter was more persuasive than any test score. After the ship crew returned, the ship’s inner circle had repeatedly investigated the commands during the entire process. In the end, the compiled performance for Milky Way Military College designated Meng Tian as the proxy commander of ship 12.

Even under the Milky Way Military College system, there had been no precedent of a student becoming a proxy commander. Without question, if Meng Tian could complete this mission alive, her life would fly at an unparalleled speed.

Planet Maklou. This star was quite overgrown. Besides Fallen Paradise, the rest was basically uninhabitable. It was either mining areas, or military forts. Besides a few ballsy thrill-seekers and refugees, no one would leave the city.

Fallen Paradise was like an oasis in the desert. It was not only safe, but also incomparably luxurious. On their way, Old Xiao was introducing the things around them to Wang Zheng with great gusto.

“The entire city’s energy source is limitless, even called an infinite energy source. This is something that no other planet can do, and is also one of the boasts of Fallen Paradise.”

This stemmed from the innate situation on Planet Maklou. It could be said that this planet could directly supply energy to human technologies, a bit similar to Tita Star. Just that they were different in make.

“Old Xiao, where are you bringing me? I hear this place is very exciting.” Wang Zheng laughed. Since he was out, he had to use this one day of time well.

“Hehe, you little rascal. Relax. I’ll definitely open your eyes today. But since you’re out, you should know that the three great powers in Fallen Paradise are not to be messed with,” Old Xiao said.

Wang Zheng shrugged. “Oh?”

“You won’t be convinced with words alone. I know you have some ability. But both the shady and legal sides of Fallen Paradise are under the rule of these three great powers. Even those passing through must bend to their will,” Old Xiao said.

Wang Zheng smiled. “They’re that awesome? What the hell are they? I would like to find out.”

Old Xiao smacked his lips and said, “As for that… I’m a little thirsty.”

Wang Zheng nodded. “I got my salary just now. You find a place.”

After about 10 minutes, both were chugging large mugs of beer. It was quite authentic, more so than many other places. The fragrance of the hops refreshed their spirits. After being cooped up and driven mad in the dark and stuffy mine without seeing the light of day, coming out for a large mug of beer was like heaven.

No wonder this was called a Fallen Paradise. Sometimes, it was the sheer contrast that left one in despair.

Old Xiao was clearly enjoying himself. After half a mug of beer, he was in the mood. “Let’s skip the ancient history. The one ruling Maklou now is the Bill family. If you see someone wearing a curved knife on their chest, that’s the one. The Bill family controls the gambling dens and underground fights. They are well connected to the underworld. They’re the worst to mess with, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Second is the Hong Lirong family. Their current head is a woman, fiery and sexy. It’s said that if you could sleep with her, death would be a worthy price,” Old Xiao said longingly.

Seeing Wang Zheng’s disbelieving smile, Old Xiao got grumpy. “You might not believe me, boy, but that Hong Lirong is a woman among women.”

“Have you met her before, Old Xiao?”

“I haven’t, and it’s said that all those who have are dead. I haven’t had enough of life yet. The Hong Lirong family controls the majority of Fallen Paradise’s lifestyle and entertainment industries. Third is the Julian family. They control the port and also relations with the Milky Way Alliance. Each of the three families controls a third of the mining profits.”

Old Xiao helped himself to the snacks. “Each year, they make astronomical amounts.”

“I’m quite curious. Isn’t there a military here? Why doesn’t the Alliance take over and run it themselves?” Wang Zheng asked.

Old Xiao eyed Wang Zheng with a smirk. “Firstly, the factors in this place are quite complicated. Who’s qualified to run it? Besides, although there’s no military here, if the infinite energy source explodes, the whole planet will catch on fire.”

Peng…

Old Xiao made an exaggerated hand gesture. “On such an energy-based planet, you can just imagine. Immediate energy collapse, forming a blackhole. You know the consequences.”

Old Xiao need not explain further. Wang Zheng was an expert on this. It would create chaos in the nearby star field for an extremely long time. The Alliance would not want to involve innocents, and to the people here, a good death was better than a miserable existence. Unless they had no choice, no one wanted to kill the golden goose.

But what was his own Easter mission about?

Unless it was for him to infiltrate these three powers… Elite Academy X thought too highly of him. Perhaps if he had 100 lives.

“No wonder this place is so comfortable. Old Xiao, do they celebrate Easter Sunday here?” Wang Zheng asked casually.

Old Xiao smiled slightly. “Boy, I’ll take it as the beer talking. Here’s a suggestion. No matter where you’re from, or what you do, living is the most important thing. Right, you enjoy the rest yourself. I’ll go catch up with some old friends.”

Wang Zheng rubbed his nose. Had he been too obvious? This special mission was a failure.

He had not gone too far when Old Xiao returned. “Lend me a hundred bucks.”

Wang Zheng took out 200, and Old Xiao did not stand on ceremony. “Easter Sunday is the day of the dead. It’s for dead people to celebrate.”

Old Xiao took his money and walked off, leaving Wang Zheng alone. Wang Zheng rubbed his own face. D*mn, his aura was too awesome. It was really a case of gold shining anywhere.

But such a psychological victory could only comfort himself for a while. Wang Zheng could not keep drinking here. He could only come out once every half a month. If he swelled overlong, he had no idea what would happen to the fighting robots. Perhaps he would really become a miner.

Just as Wang Zheng was thinking about going to wreck the underground fighting, a kid walked over and craned his neck. “Big Brother, can you lend me a hundred bucks?”

Wang Zheng was gloomy. Did he look like he was rich???

He had only brought a total of 5,000 dollars. Subtracting the return transport, he had 4,000 left. He had already spent 1,000 on the beer, and Old Xiao had taken 200. He was a poor man.

Wang Zheng looked at this kid of about 10, and the boy sized Wang Zheng up cheekily as well.

“I can give you a hundred bucks, but what can you do for me?” Wang Zheng said.

“From one look, Brother is definitely a generous man. I’m a mafia boss. Anything you want to know, anything you want to get, I can do it,” the kid said self-possessedly.

Wang Zheng gave the kid a hundred bucks. “Bring me to the best underground ring.”

The kid smiled with dimples. Very cute. “You gave me a hundred bucks, so you’re my Big Brother now. No problem. Wait a while, I need to go to the toilet.”

Wang Zheng waved him off. The kid vanished in the crowd, and suddenly Wang Zheng realized a serious problem.

At the back door, the kid stuffed the hundred bucks in his pocket. Although he was a little filthy, his eyes were bright. “What a dumb guy. Sigh, I’m so charitable, to only take a hundred.”

“My little friend, are you forcing me to rob you?” Wang Zheng said with a smile. The kids here were astray, to immediately take him for Passerby A.