Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station-Chapter 743 - 222 Action Route_4

It’s just very little, after all, the warehouses are very basic structures, not complex at all, and there’s no cutting-edge technology, so controlling them is as easy as nothing.

After confirming his spiritual power wasn’t over the limit, Chen Ming returned to the Cruiser.

From the time he got off the ship to now returning, it took about two hours in total.

The time spent was more than Chen Ming had imagined.

Originally, Chen Ming thought controlling these things would be very quick.

But if it goes at this efficiency, he even feels that controlling just the warehouses and industrial facilities by simply passing by these colonies and logistics centers would take two or three days.

If he has to do other things that require waiting for spiritual power to recover, the time might be even longer.

But it’s still alright, at least faster than Song Pu originally planned, and if it’s a bit slower, he can coordinate with his teammates a bit.

Chen Ming thought about it and decided to follow Song Pu’s suggested time and efficiency, taking five days to complete a round, slowing down his pace.

Chen Ming was never someone who stubbornly insists, he always changes the problematic parts of himself immediately and learns the good parts from others as soon as possible.

Since Song Pu could be directly assigned to the position of Rebel Leader, he must have many things, at least in large-scale planning, that Chen Ming could learn from.

While thinking about Song Pu’s way of doing things, Chen Ming walked onto the Ruler.

Just as he boarded, he suddenly heard a thumping sound coming from a place not far from the entrance.

It was the sound from Cheng Xinghai’s room.

Chen Ming walked over and found Cheng Xinghai inside, leaning against the door, knocking hard on the soft wall with the back of her hand, trying to attract Chen Ming’s attention.

And at that moment, the expression on Cheng Xinghai’s face seemed to have lost its previous depression.

Chen Ming immediately pushed the door open and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Cheng Xinghai leaned against the wall, tilting her head to look at Chen Ming and said, "Where did you go just now?"

"Doing things."

"Why didn’t you take me?"

"Because you’re a prisoner."

"..."

Such a good point, there’s really no way to argue back.

But for Cheng Xinghai, she absolutely didn’t want to stay on the ship any longer.

Just now, she had thrown away the things she didn’t want to think about in her head for the time being.

At the same time, she temporarily let go of the frustration of being captured by Chen Ming, returning to her usual self.

As a result, she ended up being bored and locked in the cell for over two hours, and the thoughts she had just discarded crept back into her mind.

Running away was impossible, and even thinking of suicide, the entire room was so soft it was impossible.

So Cheng Xinghai felt she couldn’t go on like this.

Even if she couldn’t escape, she had to do something, even if it was just to test Chen Ming’s attitude, maybe she could find some opportunity to escape through what he said.

Or use building a relationship as a way, thinking of some method, at least let Chen Ming take her along the next time he leaves the ship.

"Chen Ming, let me ask you something, what’s your specific relationship with Uncle Bai?"

Although Chen Ming was puzzled why Cheng Xinghai suddenly asked this, he still replied, "I guess we’re friends."

"Is that so? I heard that you cooperated during the Dusk operation? And earlier you seemed to have conflicts?"

The first half Chen Ming could take as Cheng Xinghai randomly asking after hearing Song Pu, but the second half was something only Bai Quan would know and was more secretive, not to be told to outsiders.

After all, this was actually somewhat of a scandal for the Fourteenth Legion.

So Chen Ming didn’t answer directly, just said, "It’s complicated."

Cheng Xinghai still persistently said, "Tell me about it."

"I’m already a prisoner, can’t do anything, at least don’t let me be so bored."

"And this is something outside the battle, talking about it doesn’t matter."

Cheng Xinghai extended her two barely movable fingers to tug at the corner of Chen Ming’s coat, looking pitiful.

Chen Ming had never been treated like this before; after being tugged at twice and unable to pull away, he sighed and said, "Alright then."