After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

Seeing that the time was almost up, Sun Zhanqi also heard the sound of the spaceship outside. He took a last look in the mirror, put on his neatly ironed coat, and walked out.

The "experimental base" was unusually quiet today, perhaps because everyone had already boarded the spacecraft. Sun Zhanqi thought that since this place had been abandoned anyway, there was no need to leave anyone guarding it.

He got off the elevator and found the spaceship waiting outside. This spaceship had been modified with a stealth system, allowing it to take off without having to dock.

The moment he took a step forward, Sun Zhanqi felt unprecedented relief. Forget it, even if he couldn't go back to the research institute, it would be great to be able to return to the human world and live an open life.

At least, he no longer has to endure such an unfair marriage system, and maybe he can still have his own wife.

Just as he was about to take another deep breath, his neck was suddenly entangled by a branch.

How could there be branches here? Sun Zhanqi was stunned for a moment, and then he saw several unfamiliar, but not too unfamiliar, people getting off the spaceship.

In the middle was Song Yu, flanked by her guard captain Feng Han and another subject, Subject 509. As an important subject released back into the mutant nation, Sun Zhanqi, a high-ranking undercover agent, naturally had most of her information.

"Mr. Sun, where are you going?" Song Yu asked, pointing at the spaceship. "There are so many things in there."

Sun Zhanqi thought about the difficulties along the way, but he didn't expect that he could only take three steps forward.

"You..." Sun Zhanqi looked at Song Yu warily. This was really bad timing. All the equipment had been moved to the spacecraft, and he only had -

With a flick of his wrist, the laser was fired. This was a weapon specifically designed for mutants. Live bullets might not be able to penetrate their tough skin after mutation, and their overly strengthened bodies might also dodge them, but tracking light was impossible!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of Song Yu, and the traceable light bullet disappeared in an instant!

Sun Zhanqi didn't know what that was. After all, he was studying space travel, not biological genes, and he didn't know much about these two experimental subjects.

But he could vaguely feel that it was very similar to the feeling of traveling through space!

"what is this?"

Has the mutant technology evolved to this point?

"Although this is not technology, it is an ability. You should know that some people's bodies also have the ability to control space." Song Yu looked at the person in front of him. To be honest, some of his temperament was similar to Si Wenbo. He was like a scientific researcher who was specialized but clumsy in everything else he did.

Song Yu waved his hand, and the rest of the people who followed Sun Zhanqi back were brought out. They had already been secretly captured by Song Yu and his team. This was not difficult because they were only a few minutes away from taking off and going home, so they had already begun to let down their guard.

Sun Zhanqi was very curious about how it was done, but now was not the right time. Seeing that his attack had no effect at all, he lightly pressed a button tied to his right thigh and suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Song Yu sighed lightly, it was that space teleportation again.

The distance of this space transmission is very short, and this place has been abandoned for a long time and there are no people at all, so it is easy for Song Yu to find him.

The entire base is now ambushed by 40 of Song Yu's guards and 200 well-trained veterans from the Fourth Military Region, all of whom are around B-level on average. If they can make a primitive man who has exhausted all his means escape, then there is no need for them to be guards. It would be better for them to find an agricultural planet to farm.

Soon, Sun Zhanqi was dragged out of a room on the 23rd floor. The branches pulled his waist roughly and he fell all the way down, leaving only his screams of fear.

When he appeared in front of Song Yu again, his face was pale with fear.

Sun Zhanqi knew that he was finished. Song Yu already knew his identity. There was no news of those people on Planet 006. The Marshal even tried to inquire through other means but found nothing. It was not difficult to guess that they were all dead.

"Kill me, I won't say anything."

"What did I ask?" Song Yu was amused by him. "You took five billion from me and now you want to die. Is that a good thing?"

"What do you want?"

"Of course, it's to honor your contract," Song Yu looked at the others who were captured and tied up in a chain, "They are your so-called family members, right? According to the contract, they, Ouyang Shiyi and I should jointly own 70% of the shares. But since they are fake, then Ouyang Shiyi and I should own—"

Song Yu couldn't figure out how much he should get. "It should be more, with a higher share. Dr. Sun, you and your team have already mass-produced something all those years ago. You can't do that, right?"

"You..." Sun Zhanqi looked at Song Yu hesitantly.

"This technology isn't considered high-end for you. There's also a brain-computer interface system, but you might not be able to do that. We'll talk about it later." Song Yu didn't seem anxious. "There's no need for you to cling to these outdated technologies. As long as you can really mass-produce it, you'll still get your share of the profits."

She took a step forward, the dark branches dragging against her feet, making her seem taller and more imposing. "Doctor Sun, even if you go back now, it'll be difficult to access core technology, right? How long have you been in the Interstellar Empire? Fifteen years. Without your enhanced bodies, and living on a planet unsuitable for the human body, your lifespan is only about eighty years, right?"

"Are you willing to let me go?" Sun Zhanqi asked.

Song Yu shook his head. "Not now, but I can let you go once the short-distance space travel technology is mass-produced."

If short-distance space travel is mass-produced, even a fool will know that he has betrayed the primitive people. At that time, Sun Zhanqi can only work honestly for humans in order to ensure his own safety. Moreover, even if he would rather die than go back, what does it have to do with Song Yu?

Sun Zhanqi's eyes flickered. It was obvious that he had not ignored the other party's perfunctory response during the call just now. What he would face after returning might not be glory, but long-term suspicion and vigilance.

Song Yu extended her hand, sunlight streaming through her fingertips. "Don't you think this world, where you can truly live in the sunshine, is wonderful? Soon you'll be successful and famous, and become a leader. You're not a match, so you don't have to worry about alienation. The Interstellar Empire is a paradise for you. On the contrary, in the world of primitive people, it's hard to even get enough to eat now, right? They forced you to give up your beloved career back then, and now they're forcing you to give up your comfortable life. They've never considered anything for you personally. You've worked hard for them for fifteen years, and that's enough."

It was obvious that he was persuaded.

His staff looked at Sun Zhanqi, some seemed to be persuaded, but of course there were also some with hatred in their eyes who refused to compromise.

Song Yu ignored them. They had no say in the matter anyway.