System time 10:11.
Herta Space Station, Maintenance Department.
"So you're a galaxy traveler upholding justice... How enviable. I used to fantasize about being someone like you when I was a kid..."
Chris curled up inside the Energy Prison, looking at the handsome man in front of him who was holding a type of chinese lute and smashing the defense facilities. He sighed to himself:
"But that was just a child's idle daydream."
"But my older brother back home was different. He aspired to be a doctor since he was young, and when he grew up, he got his license as he wished and treated countless patients."
"He cured many difficult diseases and took meticulous care of his patients, but I know him—the evil he committed is destined to be unforgivable."
"How unforgivable?" Qi Zhimu replied offhandedly, his hands never stopping.
Dammit, the infrastructure materials of this space station are ridiculously hard.
Even a brute-force monster like Rappa would probably find this tricky.
To be able to pour so much money into building a space station, the owner's financial power and background are evident.
Chris pressed his hands together, his face full of sorrow.
"My brother committed a mistake that a few men make. More than once, he reached out his demonic claws to lovely patients, defiling..."
"Shut Up."
Qi Zhimu glared impatiently.
"I've seen plenty of doctors with such corrupt morals. Since your sense of morality is so strong, why didn't you take a scalpel and castrate him back then?"
"But the problem is... my brother is a veterinarian..."
Qi Zhimu: "o_O?"
What did he just say?
"You have to compensate me for the mental trauma of hearing that."
"Since Mr. Traveler doesn't want to hear about my brother, let's talk about me. I once had a brush with death in my youth, and fortunately, I met a benefactor who pulled me back."
"The benefactor had a daughter. We met, got to know each other, and fell in love..."
Mentioning his lover, Chris's eyes overflowed with happiness.
"If it weren't for the good deeds I've done since I was young, I wouldn't have met you when I was in such a desperate situation."
Qi Zhimu's eyes widened again. This guy's experience sounded somewhat familiar...
It was as if... he had a similar experience himself, yet he couldn't remember it.
Probably just an illusion.
He did almost die when he was a child, but there was no childhood friend around him.
Bang!
Qi Zhimu finally smashed the defense mechanism, broke open the Energy Prison trapping Chris, and rescued him.
"Where is your emergency shelter?"
"In the Security Department... but I still have a group of colleagues trapped deep within the Maintenance Department. Could Mr. Traveler..."
"Cut the crap, send me the map!"
"...Alright!"
Glancing briefly at the location of the Maintenance Department rooms, Qi Zhimu grabbed Chris and leaped out.
To save people, he didn't even have time to kill the Void Rangers he encountered along the way.
Throughout the way, he saw almost no decent organized resistance; the Antimatter Legion was essentially entering an uninhabited land.
Qi Zhimu frowned secretly.
It shouldn't be. With the capital to build such a sturdy and durable space station, how could the security deployment be so pathetic?
Did they fail to prepare for danger in times of peace, not taking the Antimatter Legion's locust-like destructive power seriously?
Taking advantage of a gap in his journey, Qi Zhimu glanced at his phone.
[March 7th: Don't come for now. The space station has been invaded by the Antimatter Legion. Stay on the Astral Express with Mr. Yang first!]
He could stay, but there was no need.
Qi Zhimu moved at full speed, making Chris, who couldn't see anything clearly, tremble in fear.
In less than two minutes, he had arrived outside the door of the trapped department room.
Just after dealing with a few Void Rangers blocking the door, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly occurred.
Many security staff members subconsciously cried out. They floated off the ground, crashing into the ceiling or walls caught off guard.
Countless maintenance tools and sundries careened through the air. Before Chris could land, his forehead was hit by a toolbox.
"Ouch, what's going on?!" Chris said in pain.
"You're the staff of the space station, and you're asking me?" Qi Zhimu was speechless.
"I'm from the Legal and Political Department..."
"Don't panic, everyone. The power supply for the Centrifugal System has been cut off. Follow me to start the backup power system."
The staff from the Maintenance Department quickly identified the root of the problem. After adapting to the weightlessness, they immediately set out to resolve it.
"What a pain."
Qi Zhimu just felt mentally exhausted.
Losing gravity greatly restricted the movement of ordinary people, but for those Void Rangers, such an environment was actually more conducive to their slaughter.
Without special training, ordinary armed security personnel would find it difficult to deal with Void Rangers in this environment.
Speak of the devil.
In the corridor ahead, a group from the Antimatter Legion was rapidly approaching.
Qi Zhimu shrugged his shoulders, and two long swords appeared out of thin air. They split from two into ten, forming a killing sword formation to block the Void Rangers' attack.
The staff members behind were dumbfounded.
This highly recognizable flying sword technique was clearly the Sword Kinesis from the Xianzhou culture. Was this savior a powerful expert from the Xianzhou?
Qi Zhimu cleared the area like a whirlwind, casually flicking away debris flying toward his face.
Just then, gravity returned.
With a skillful flip in mid-air, he landed steadily while manipulating the flying swords to catch those survivors who were screaming as they fell.
"Thank you, sir."
"Many thanks..."
"Enough talk. If you want to live, follow me closely." Qi Zhimu recalled his long swords and gestured for everyone to evacuate.
A group of dozens was not a small target, but under Qi Zhimu's precise protection, no Void Ranger could step a single foot into the defensive line.
Having dealt with Destruction for many years, Qi Zhimu knew how to kill Void Rangers with the highest efficiency and least effort.
About half an hour later, they finally bypassed various sectors and rooms to arrive at the shelter.
A short boy with dark skin walked up quickly.
"Sir, thank you for rescuing so many staff members. My name is Arlan, head of the Security Department."
Qi Zhimu glanced at him quickly and saw that he was injured.
Not just Arlan, but almost everyone in the Security Department was wounded, and morale was low.
The less-than-optimistic situation made Qi Zhimu swallow the sarcasm on the tip of his tongue and shake his head instead.
He had agreed to come to the space station for a visit, but he ended up taking up his old profession as a bodyguard.
"Who is the station master of your space station? They really should thank me properly and give me a reward."
He wasn't taking advantage of the crisis; he was telling the truth.
If the Centrifugal System hadn't been repaired in time, the entire space station might have been overrun by the Antimatter Legion.
The security system and personnel were simply unable to form an effective resistance of sufficient scale.
"Respected sir, the station master is Miss Asta. Actually, she has been commanding from the Master Control Zone..."
"To be honest, your defense system leaves much to be desired, and your security personnel also lack experience in dealing with sudden crises."
"..." Arlan was speechless, his face full of guilt and self-reproach.
"I'm a blunt person, don't mind me. Now that the people are delivered, I'm going to settle some old scores... Hmm?"
Before he could finish, Qi Zhimu sensed an extremely familiar aura.
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