Fang Liang searched for a long time and finally found the list.
“This one should be called Jiang Ming. He used to be a murderer.”

Jing Xi: “What about the others?”

Fang Liang, checking against the list, pointed to the cell opposite and said, “The one over here is called Zhang Cheng, also a murderer. I heard it was a random attack; he killed eight passersby on the street.”

He then pointed to the next cell: “That one is called Shi Xianchuan, a murderer. The one after that is Bai Linde, a murderer. And the one after that—”

“Enough.”

Jing Xi raised his hand to stop him. “Send me the list of this group of people.”

Fang Liang nodded blankly, “Okay.”

The boss has been lazing around for so long, is he finally getting serious about work?!

After walking through the entire Zone C, Jing Xi’s heart was heavy, and his thoughts were in a mess for a moment.

If one death row inmate escaped, it could be called luck. But if a group of death row inmates escaped, there must be a problem within the military.

Certain people in the military had let these death row inmates go, and somehow they later fell into Chi Yao’s hands.

Chi Yao clearly didn’t want to accept them, so he created classifications and set up this kind of killing game.

Did he want to watch this group of demons, driven by their own desires once again, walk towards self-destruction?

Fang Liang had been paying attention to his boss’s state. Seeing him with a grim face and not speaking, he asked with concern, “Boss, are you okay? Should I call Chun Qin over to have a look?”

Jing Xi shook his head, “Leave Zone C as it is for now.”

Fang Liang: “Okay.”

As soon as he returned to his quarters, Jing Xi’s terminal rang. He glanced at the familiar number segment and answered after closing the door.

Chi Yao: “I have something to tell you.”

Jing Xi: “I have something to ask you.”

Chi Yao raised an eyebrow and said casually, “Major General, you first, please.”

Jing Xi didn’t stand on ceremony with him: “This group of people locked up in Zone C, where did you capture them from?”

Chi Yao wasn’t surprised at all that he had gone to Zone C and smiled, “Want to know?”

Every time he heard these three words, Jing Xi knew that getting this answer would require paying a price.

Before he could answer, Chi Yao said with a smile, “I thought you knew.”

Jing Xi’s expression changed slightly, and he retorted, “Why would I know?”

Facing his pressing gaze, Chi Yao’s tone was light: “What do you think?”

Jing Xi’s face was grim, and he felt very unhappy.

Chi Yao’s words, both explicitly and implicitly, clearly suspected him of being the insider who released the death row inmates.

To him, this was a great insult.

A low laugh suddenly came from his ear, and he heard Chi Yao say, “Just kidding, don’t be so serious.”

Jing Xi looked at him: “Is it funny?”

“Isn’t it?” Chi Yao pulled off his tie and leaned back on the sofa relaxedly. “Maybe my sense of humor is just too low.”

Jing Xi continued to ask, “What reward do the people who successfully pass the trials get?”

Chi Yao had a disappointed expression of “not seeing his rival getting embarrassed.”

“The right to a month of food, drink, and entertainment.”

Jing Xi was taken aback, thinking he had misheard: “That’s it?”

Chi Yao nodded slowly and deliberately, “That’s it.”

Jing Xi frowned: “Even if those people deserve to die, you don’t have the right to be the executioner.”

As if hearing something very funny, Chi Yao let out a low laugh: “Major General, have you misunderstood something?”

He held a smile, but his voice was cold: “I didn’t force anyone. They were the ones crying and begging to sign up. If I didn’t agree, wouldn’t I seem very inhumane?”

Jing Xi: “…”

Thinking of something, Chi Yao’s smile faded: “You stopped the game? You don’t think they’ll be grateful to you, do you?”

Jing Xi: “I don’t need their gratitude.”

Chi Yao nodded slowly and deliberately, “You certainly don’t.”

Jing Xi: “What are you trying to say?”

Chi Yao: “You were born noble, grew up in the sunlight, and uphold the justice you believe in. Under such strong light, how could you possibly see the darkness?”

Jing Xi retorted, “You’re so good at reasoning, it’s a pity you’re a star pirate.”

“Didn’t I just learn a couple of lines from your grandfather?”

Chi Yao saw the cat quietly approaching him on the screen and snatched it up before it could notice.

“Meow!” Yaoyao was startled and struggled hard, but still had its fur ruffled the wrong way.

It jumped onto the back of the sofa, quickly getting out of Chi Yao’s attack range, and licked the ruffled fur on its leg. The more it licked, the angrier it got, and it meowed nonstop at Chi Yao.

Jing Xi watched his daughter being bullied, beckoned for the big dog to come over, and ruffled its fur messily.

Unexpectedly, the dog wasn’t angry at all and even nuzzled his palm to be petted.

Jing Xi: “…”

Doesn’t this retaliation lose its meaning then?

Chi Yao: “…”

Seeing that Jing Xi had no reaction when he mentioned the old man, Chi Yao’s gossipy interest was piqued.

“You don’t have a good relationship with your grandfather?”

Jing Xi’s face was cold: “Does it have anything to do with you?”

“Of course,” Chi Yao said as if it were a matter of course. “This concerns whether I’ll roast sausages for him next time.”

Jing Xi: “…”

Seeing him petting the dog for a long time without saying anything, Chi Yao was about to hang up.

But Jing Xi suddenly spoke: “Did he say anything?”

Chi Yao: “I thought you didn’t want to know.”

Jing Xi frowned: “If you don’t want to say it, then forget it.”

“He said to cheer you up, don’t just chase after star pirates and fight all day, and that you should resign and go home to wait for marriage,” Chi Yao teased. “What an open-minded grandfather, I’m so jealous.”

Jing Xi’s face was wooden: “What else?”

The part about cheering him up was true, but he didn’t believe a word of what came after.

“He also said, the person will be found one day.” Chi Yao propped up his chin and asked with great interest, “Who are you looking for?”

Jing Xi’s face was grim, and he had no intention of answering.

Chi Yao chuckled lightly, “Maybe I can help you?”

After hanging up the communication, Chi Yao immediately received another one from Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng: “We’re going to X30 tomorrow. You need to arrive at the military headquarters before 8 o’clock. The new recruit list and training-related precautions have been sent to your terminal.”

Chi Yao: “Mhm.”

As he spoke, Jiang Feng secretly glanced at the officer’s calm and composed face and asked tentatively, “Sir, this time—how confident are you of winning?”

Chi Yao: “What do you think?”

Jiang Feng: “…Th-then it must be 100%.”

Chi Yao: “Mhm.”

Jiang Feng: “…”

So is he confident of winning or not!

Remembering the look in Chen Bingfeng’s eyes when he saw him this morning, Chi Yao sneered: “Find a reliable person to keep an eye on Chen Bingfeng.”

Jiang Feng: “Okay, but what’s wrong with him?”

Chi Yao had no intention of telling him too much.

“I’m afraid he’ll dig a pit for me while I’m away.”

Jiang Feng: “…Okay.”

Three days later, Jing Xi took a hundred people, plus a dog and a child, aboard the spaceship.

Not long after taking off, the terminal suddenly rang, displaying his own number.

Chi Yao sat in a chair, his long legs crossed, a lazy smile on his face: “Major General, guess where I’m going now?”

Jing Xi glanced at the combat uniform he was wearing and said calmly, “New recruit training?”

Chi Yao’s smile deepened: “Then guess which training ground I’m going to.”

If it were him, he definitely wouldn’t take on this kind of job. But Chi Yao wished nothing more than for him to have a hard time. The dirtier and more tiring the job, the happier he would be to take it.

Jing Xi said casually, “It wouldn’t be X30, would it?”

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Author’s Note:
Jiang Feng: Boss, how confident are you?
Chi Yao: What do you think?
Jiang Feng: I think you don’t know yourself.
Chi Yao: It’s good that you know.
Jiang Feng: QwQ