Sixteen sixteen

Near the Polluted Starport.

This temporary gathering place was unusually crowded, filled with gifted hunters drawn to the polluted star, mercenary groups, adventuring parties, and transport personnel responsible for collecting resources from the polluted star and shipping them to nearby planets.

Half a day ago, the Templar Knights presented official permission from the Empire’s Papal State, announcing their takeover of this polluted star. They immediately closed the starport’s landing channels and turned away other ships approaching the area.

Except for the knights stationed for guard duty, all other Templar Knights entered the polluted star to organize the evacuation of civilians still lingering inside.

However, something unknown was happening deep within the Third Mountain Range. Even after the adventurers were evacuated to the starport, they were not allowed to leave. Not only were they confined, but each person had to undergo a thorough examination of their mimicry abilities.

Thus, the gifted individuals stuck here had no choice but to set up tents and campfires, staying briefly.

“Did you hear the noise from the Third Mountain Range this morning? It was terrifying.”

People sat on the ground, chatting casually. “I heard from an adventuring team over there that a deep pit appeared in the Third Mountain Range, supposedly the awakening of an SSS-class ruin. No wonder the Luminary Sanctuary came.”

“Our mercenary group isn’t strong enough to go to the Third Mountain Range! But we heard the rumbling from the Second Mountain Range, it was so loud it gave me a headache.”

Amid the discussion, Xiao Yunmeng anxiously watched the entrance.

Fortunately, she didn’t wait long before seeing Hong Nian return with the last group of students.

“How’s it going? Are they all accounted for?” Hong Nian asked.

His combat suit was grimy, clearly from taking students on a training mission when he suddenly received a message on his lightbrain and hurried back.

Xiao Yunmeng was counting the last batch of students: “Gudeze and Yuan Hanshuang are still missing.”

Those two, who usually acted alone, hadn’t returned, causing some worry in her eyes.

“Don’t overthink it. Wait a bit longer. They’re not with us training in the First Mountain Range. Both are second-tier; they must have gone to the Second Mountain Range. It’ll take time to get back,” Hong Nian reassured her. “Gudeze has plenty of bodyguards from the Gu family. Besides, the Templar Knights went in for a rescue. They’ll be fine.”

Hong Nian was aware of the Gu family’s affairs and was therefore more at ease than Xiao Yunmeng.

Unfortunately, that reassurance didn’t last long.

Starting at dusk, gifted individuals who had ventured into the Third Mountain Range trickled back. Only after the students had set up their tents and gone to sleep deep into the night did they finally see a team of black-suited bodyguards.

“Excuse me, did Miss Yuan not come back with you?”

Seeing the unconscious Gudeze, Xiao Yunmeng’s heart skipped a beat. “That’s the little girl with the golden twin tails.”

Upon hearing this name, Peng Shi’s expression darkened. “No idea. Most likely dead.”

Having barely escaped from the outskirts of an SSS-class ruin’s revival, the black suits cursed Yuan Hanshuang, who had led them astray. Taking the young master into such danger was unforgivable; if anything happened, their team couldn’t bear the consequences, so they wore grim expressions.

“That’s impossible!”

Still awake, Ke Junda suddenly threw off his blanket. “Gudeze was always with the boss! How could he be fine but the boss isn’t?”

Behind him, the second class students all jumped up, glaring at him angrily.

Even Xiao Yunmeng, who had been watching over them, hadn’t noticed that not a single student had actually fallen asleep.

Peng Shi was too weary to argue with these junior academy kids.

Since Gudeze had already completed the procedures to withdraw from school, to avoid complications upon awakening, the black suits quickly confirmed his identity with the Templar Knights, showed their mimicry verification, and then took him away directly to the Gu Duchy.

It was clear that Gudeze would no longer have any connection with them in the future.

Watching their ship vanish into the distance, Xiao Yunmeng could no longer sit still and hurried to the Missing Persons Registration Office.

The Templar Knights had set up a registration point at the starport where companions of missing individuals could file reports, facilitating future rescue efforts.

However, the form required not only names but also their lightbrain numbers and those of family members.

Xiao Yunmeng filled out the form, yet a large part of the page remained blank.

The clerk frowned. “Why is so much left unfilled?”

“She has no lightbrain, and her relatives lack independent cognitive ability,” Xiao Yunmeng’s voice was dry.

“Only the simplest emergency signal transmitter? That won’t work. The entire polluted star’s communications were severed by the awakened ruin; only military-grade lightbrains can connect to the star network.”

The clerk shook his head, clearly skeptical but dutifully scanned and uploaded the information. “I’ll send it up anyway. Whether they find her depends on luck.”

With such a major incident, a long line formed at the missing persons office, and hundreds of reports were uploaded. These missing might not all be due to the ruin’s revival; some could have fallen to the Xenomorphs. Based on past experience, fewer than ten percent would be recovered.

An eleven-year-old child was clearly odds against survival.

The clerk’s brows tightened as he scanned the lightbrain page.

This polluted star belonged within the Empire’s territory. When the ruin awakened, the stationed signal outpost immediately reported to the Imperial Department. An SSS-class ruin’s appearance, even if other factions arrived first, would compel the nearest imperial corps to dispatch troops.

Two years ago, the Third Legion established a branch base on a nearby planet. Logically, reinforcements could arrive within an hour.

Yet, half a day after the report, no news of the Third Legion’s arrival had come. The communications officer explained there weren’t enough troops available.

“Strange. At a time like this, the Empire suddenly pulls out all forces? There can’t be a wormhole here,” the clerk mused, shrugging off the thought.

Then, he suddenly froze.

The latest lightbrain news showed that three minutes ago, a breaking report spread across all major star network homepages, instantly topping the news and trending first.

Not only him, but many at the starport had seen the headline.

“Holy hell! Look at the news!”

A burst of heated discussion erupted in the plaza.

Undoubtedly, the same event was unfolding on countless planets across the galaxy. The massive readership and traffic propelled it to the top trending spot, marked with a red-hot icon.

All because of the headline:

[SSS-Class Fugitive, Former Imperial Rising Star Hai Dongqing Confirmed Captured]

Half a day ago, Star 1999, Third Legion Branch.

Earlier, the Third Legion Branch received an encrypted message from an informant.

The legion received numerous encrypted messages daily, but this one was highly prioritized and presented directly to the branch’s Colonel Wei.

Frowning deeply, Colonel Wei took the matter seriously and immediately summoned Wei Wenwei.

“There’s news of Hai Dongqing’s whereabouts. You lead a team there at once. I’ll contact the superiors. Failure is not an option!”

Wei Wenwei looked up sharply. “Yes, sir!”

Two years ago, the Empire’s Third Legion established a base on this remote, outlying planet in the Imperial system because the Luminary Sanctuary had successfully traced the location of a God-bestowed relic.

Everyone knew the relic was with Hai Dongqing. To avoid alerting him, they set numerous decoys, spreading false leads and quietly stationing forces here.

Fortunately, the legion’s presence did not raise suspicion. The Luminary Sanctuary spent significant resources reaffirming that Hai Dongqing remained on this remote star.

Now, after two years of effort, there was finally some progress.

Wei Wenwei immediately led his subordinates to the Star 1999 Security Office.

The informant’s clue was simple: a case number and the cryptic phrase “Those who understand, understand.”

“f01927884”

It was common knowledge that anyone committing crimes on Star 1999 would leave DNA records at the security office. Since the Third Legion took over, Wei Wenwei had checked before, once even covertly searching the office with no results.

On one hand, as a Saint-tier, Hai Dongqing wouldn’t make the foolish mistake of leaving DNA evidence at a security office; on the other, with Hai Dongqing’s power, few in the Empire could even challenge him, much less have him register at such a place.

“An F-level case?”

Wei Wenwei frowned deeply, distrusting the unreliable intel.

He couldn’t believe that the famous Hai Dongqing would commit such a blunder. During his fugitive period, hiding on a remote polluted star, plotting revenge on the Empire, he wasn’t foolish enough to leave DNA records over some trivial F-level case.

“Major! Found it! Genetic match at 99.8%! Definitely Hai Dongqing’s DNA!”

Wei Wenwei: “?”

He spun around quickly, stepping forward to view the security officer’s screen.

The pale blue display clearly showed a genetic match score of 999.

The file card below listed the incident address, cause of altercation, and name.

Name: Patrick Star

Incident Location: Outside Tavern at 976 Street

Cause: The complainant insulted Patrick Star’s daughter, angering him. He reacted violently, escalating into a fight (later the complainant was beaten up). Upon complaint, he was detained for public brawling.

As Wei Wenwei questioned his sanity, another message arrived.

“Report, Major! This name was found in the Empire’s welfare database! DNA matches perfectly! No chance of impersonation!” His fingers flew over the lightbrain. “Photos and videos from the case day have been retrieved and system-verified. It is Hai Dongqing himself!”

The Empire’s welfare checks were lenient; sick persons could open accounts and receive subsidies without strict ID verification since many born on remote stars lacked proper documents.

Wei Wenwei stared at the screen.

On it stood a tall, burly man facing a height measurement scale. His face was marred by a grotesque scar twisting from forehead to jaw, almost covering his entire face, obscuring his original features.

Yet for Wei Wenwei—who had once idolized and worshiped this man for decades, then hated him bitterly for his brazen betrayal, and now sought his capture—even without seeing the face clearly, he recognized this fugitive who had eluded capture for years.

“Move out!” Wei Wenwei grabbed his gloves. “Only success is allowed, failure is not an option!”

To ensure the capture of the notorious SSS-class fugitive Hai Dongqing, entire streets nearby were quietly cleared. The Third Legion’s elite, including commanders, arrived at the scene covertly.

As the security office confirmed Hai Dongqing’s identity, Wei Wenwei immediately reported to superiors. The Colonel contacted the Imperial Marshal’s Office, dispatching the nearest Saint-tier executor, currently traveling via spatial transfer.

One Saint-tier wasn’t all the Empire summoned; all available Saint-tiers were mobilized.

Additionally, ten eighth-tier gifted individuals and several elite soldiers were assembled swiftly. Such a gathering was a rare spectacle on a frontier star, perhaps once every millennium.

Their task wasn’t to capture Hai Dongqing outright but to hold him until the executor arrived.

Truthfully, due to Hai Dongqing’s infamous reputation, everyone present was prepared to die gloriously. They were the first wave, performing a suicide squad’s duty.

Everything was ready, awaiting only the final push.

“Begin operation!”

But what happened next exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Countless remote control skills lit up the air, striking true without resistance.

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