Before long, Igor calmed his breath, took a deep breath, and, meeting the gaze of the crowd, said, "Mission accomplished, I found some traces. Please follow me."
Did he really find something?
Gusta was surprised, sizing up Igor, and then he warmly praised, "Thanks to the Joint Organization, otherwise it would be difficult to witness Mr. Igor’s skills."
His mood was good; when everyone worked together, things indeed became smoother.
The others also expressed their admiration, and Igor waved it off repeatedly. After a while of courteous conversation, they all boarded the spaceship and followed Igor’s guidance.
...
Half a month later, on Lanka Star.
"...The United Army has issued the final ultimatum," Anduin’s brows slightly furrowed. "If we don’t appear, they will bomb the Chaos Core and then start indiscriminate cleansing."
Everyone had different thoughts, a bit restless at heart, and their eyes fell on Li Ming, who was resting with his eyes closed, yet he showed no reaction.
This kid really has Azure Dragon’s style, so calm.
Sheffield couldn’t help but think.
Since Li Ming did not react, everyone shifted their gaze away.
After waiting for two more days, the wrist-worn smart terminal Li Ming wore buzzed.
It immediately attracted everyone’s attention, but the next moment, their gazes moved away, pretending to be indifferent.
Li Ming opened his eyes, glanced down, and saw a message from an anonymous account, with just three dots.
He smiled slightly; the others seemed to notice and looked over, only to hear him say, "Everyone, it’s time to depart."
For some reason, seeing the smile on his face, Anduin inexplicably felt a bit of confidence in his heart.
The curiosity in everyone’s hearts reached its peak, but they knew Li Ming wouldn’t say anything, so they could only embark on Anduin’s spaceship with this feeling.
The journey was precisely calculated, taking only ten short days to reach the outskirts of the Chaotic Star Gap.
This place had long been shrouded in layers of iron curtain by the United Army. Before they even got close, the spacecraft was forced out of the warp channel.
The first sight greeting them was the magnificent fleet array of the United Army.
The vast, endless iron stream made even Anduin and others hold their breath, as if a giant hand was gripping their hearts.
Their purple spindle-shaped spacecraft seemed as insignificant as an ant.
Numerous media ships had already detected the commotion here and were flocking towards them, their high-precision cameras on the hull aimed at these high-end ships, capturing photos non-stop.
For fear of lacking material for the news.
Meanwhile, streams of energy light flew from the array of the United Army, exactly thirty of them.
In the forefront stood Hemod, holding the Kashmir’s Spear.
Like a signal, as soon as these thirty people landed, a surging life aura like a monstrous wave came sweeping in.
Some media ships that were relatively close immediately wobbled and hurriedly fled away.
It was an initial show of force.
Inside the spaceship, various equipment buzzed incessantly, with sparks bursting from the control panel.
This life aura was more like radiation, rarely directly lethal, but when accumulated in such numbers, its power was quite impressive.
"Let’s go." Anduin’s face changed slightly. After tidying his clothes, his expression returned to a calm composure, and he took the lead out of the cabin door.
A multitude of cameras focused instantly, followed closely by Sheffield, Barbaro, Carter, Sven, and Li Ming.
Hmm?
Who!?
Interstellar journalists, who were excitedly taking photos and videos, were stunned, looking incredulously at the young man appearing in their lenses.
How did he come here? Isn’t this supposed to be a farewell?
Many felt their throats tighten, emotions bubbling inside as they pressed the recording button, already thinking of an earth-shattering headline --
[The Tragedy of the Interstellar, the Lament of the Person with Highest Development Potential in History!]
With the keen instinct akin to sharks to blood, the journalists sensed something unusual.
Since Li Ming was here, then where was his teacher?
Is it really like the rumors in the Interstellar say, Azure Dragon was going to oppose the entire combined forces of the Three Great Civilizations?
"He’s really come."
In the virtual conference room, the leaders of the Three Great Civilizations watched the central screen, currently locked on Li Ming, also quite amazed.
"Dare to let Li Ming come, Azure Dragon truly has confidence." Malcolm’s words were laden with meaning.
"Everything that needed preparation is ready, unless Azure Dragon is the Ultimate Life Form, otherwise, I don’t believe he can break the situation. Besides, this person is ours," said Gutierrez. "We’ve used the Kashmir’s Spear and need compensation."
"Haven’t your people already been made the commander this time?" Malcolm frowned. Li Ming was different from Azure Dragon; there was no need to eliminate him. Moreover, cultivating him had great value.
"That doesn’t count as compensation."
"It’s not too late to compete after we get him," Adam said, staring intently at Li Ming on the screen, eyes flickering.