ITGR Chapter 83

“It is indeed full of gobbledygook. At first, I couldn’t understand a single word.” Cen Zhen said, “But then Zhou Qingchang explained part of it to me sentence by sentence, and with the existence of that novel, I was able to understand a little of it .”

“When did that happen? How come I don’t know? What else did you and Zhou Qingchang talk about without me? Why didn’t you tell me such an important thing? What else are you hiding from me?” 

Cen Zhen: “……” 

Cen Zhen didn’t bother to pay attention to him. 

Lian Yu stared at him relentlessly: “Speak up, are you guilty?” 

“Be normal.” Cen Zhen stretched out a finger and pressed it against Lian Yu’s cheek, poking a dent in his cheek. Lian Yu puffed up his cheek unhappily, like a frog full of anger. He pressed and entered the last character hard with his finger, and the loaded program forcibly broke through the administrator’s privileges and forced the camera to connect. 

The projection screen on the wall flickered a few times, unfolding the footage. As soon as the camera was reset, the first thing that appeared was the scene of ShouHe breaking the fancy mask man’s mask with his bare hands, which looked extremely cruel. The face under the mask was distorted and ugly, with purple-blue skin. Cen Zhen had little knowledge of this world and didn’t know which race this person belonged to. Still, amid the hail of bullets, the flying dust, and the chaos, the purple-blue man was smashed into the ground by ShouHe without a chance to resist, which was no different from the other millions of races. 

The originally luxurious and noble private room was violently broken through by ShouHe. With the resistance of several masked killer bodyguards, the two parties worked together to make it no different from a construction site. ShouHe shouted while beating people: “I am the interstellar federal police, ShouHe, my police number is 0000714, this is my police ID!” Before his sentence finished, ShouHe punched another masked killer into the air who rushed over, as if the iron fist of justice was his proof. 

“According to the laws of the Interstellar Federation, you are suspected of murder and human trafficking, and the circumstances are extremely serious. You are now arrested according to the law! Please surrender immediately!” 

No one paid attention to him. The masked killer was not smart enough and only focused on attacking and expelling this uninvited guest. Their master had been beaten unconscious by ShouHe, and his face was swollen like a purple pig head. He couldn’t surrender even if he wanted to. 

Lian Yu enjoyed this mini-movie with a particularly refreshing and satisfying plot for a while, and once again deeply experienced ShouHe’s extraordinary combat ability. Even across the entire universe, the only thing that can check and balance the Zhongyang people is their low reproduction rate which is almost non-existent, and the justice and kindness rooted in the hearts of every Zhongyang person. 

Perhaps the creator still has a conscience, knowing that once the overpowering special people like Zhongyang start to do evil, less than a few species can resist. Therefore they added an integrity buff to every Zhongyang person. Without exception, they are all born to maintain world peace and are all pure and kind. Suddenly, the lion roared in the distance, full of warning and hostility. Lian Yu waved his hand to it, indicating that he understood. The lion suddenly jumped onto the platform, shook his mane, and stood with his head held high. 

On the other side, Cen Zhen did not sense anyone approaching because he had closed his mental network. He could not even release the snow leopard like Lian Yu to alert and warn. For a moment, he began to regret that he had rashly used the skills he had just learned and risked his mental power exhaustion to forcibly control another’s body. 

Of course, he must also admit that the ability to control another person’s behavior completely is too tempting. If time repeats, he will probably still try it impulsively, even if it will lead to his current state of being a useless person. 

“Who’s here?” Cen Zhen asked. Lian Yu picked up the small conductor that controlled the poison gas from under the console and said, “The dead man who dared to covet you in front of me.” 

Perhaps because the other party had not appeared for too long, Cen Zhen had to think for a while before realizing that Lian Yu was talking about Man Yun, the leader of the Falling Cloud Star Pirates. Also, the culprit who sold them into the Slave Market. 

The footsteps gradually approached. It seemed that Man Yun was not heated to lose his mind and moved alone in the Slave Arena, and had gathered a large group of people in a threatening manner. Cen Zhen guessed that he probably realized that they used him as a springboard to enter the Slave Market, so he rushed over to execute punishment as soon as possible. 

Lian Yu looked up and observed, then asked Cen Zhen: “Do you like the hole on the left or the one on the right?” 

Cen Zhen also looked up, and there were two huge holes in the ceiling: one was from YaoJin who was in a hurry to save Pan, yet clearly failed nonetheless and is now an obvious resemblance to “incompetent raging” on the fifth floor. His current status of life or death was unknown. Even Pan’s survival was thanks to Lian Yu who had previously made a “friendly friend” deal with the deep-water mermaid; 

The other was from ShouHe who was busy saving the world, punishing evil, and promoting good. This big guy deeply implemented the principle of physical salvation, and the upper floor of the ship is now in chaos. 

“What’s the difference between them? Let’s take the one made by ShouHe. It’s bigger and easier to pass through.” Cen Zhen put his hand on Lian Yu’s shoulder, which was a posture ready to be hugged around the waist. He thought Lian Yu would take him away from this place before Man Yun came, and crush the small tube controlling the poison gas beforehand, leaving Man Yun with a mess. But he obviously underestimated the Sentinel’s ability to cause trouble – the expression on Lian Yu’s face clearly said that he would wait here for Man Yun to come and avenge the previous NTR (1) behavior he dared to commit. 

If Pan was here, he would definitely shout “Brother Lian” three times, “Brother Lian it’s not that serious, don’t mess around, Brother Lian, leave quickly”, but Cen Zhen chose to step aside silently and let Lian Yu play. 

One is that he was willing to indulge his own Sentinel, and two he knew clearly that he couldn’t persuade him about this matter, and a pervert like Lian Yu would get more excited the more he tried to persuade. 

In the time they exchanged a few words, Man Yun rushed into the room. As expected, he was accompanied by almost all of his manpower. The entire Falling Cloud Star Pirates were gathered here, fully armed, staring at them covetously. Even the two women, one in red high heels and one in a gentle white outfit were here. 

It was because of the overwhelming number of people that he mistakenly thought that the situation was in his hands. The first action he did upon arrival was an angry question: “Your tricks are so well-planned. Never thought there are actually guys who are eager to enter the Slave Market to die, huh?” 

Man Yun’s eyes were still on Cen Zhen. He preconceived that all this was Cen Zhen’s plan, and the man with long light golden hair next to him was just a passerby with a blurry face; unimportant. 

This undoubtedly touched Lian Yu’s biggest trigger point. He hugged Cen Zhen’s neck, stuffed his face into his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Look for yourself, are we dead? You are the one who will die.” 

Man Yun narrowed his eyes dangerously. He ignored Lian Yu again. His malicious and inquiring eyes passed over the Sentinel’s face and fell directly on the back of Cen Zhen’s head. This action is no different from wildly partying in Lian Yu’s minefield. 

“I want to know what happened just now. I have never heard that a Guide can control a person’s behavior.” 

Cen Zhen naturally couldn’t answer this question. He didn’t even want to bother to say a word to Man Yun. But at this moment, he thought the situation of him controlling the masked killer might be seen by many buyers in the Slave Market through live broadcast, which was very bad. Yet soon, he changed his mind and thought that this group of people probably wouldn’t survive today. The anger of the slaves would not burn out until the last mast of the ship burned down. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, what awaited them would only be endless prison disasters. Comrade the Galaxy Protector Shou cannot be underestimated. 

“……” Lian Yu looked at Man Yun with a deadly look. He let go of Cen Zhen and said coldly, “Wait five minutes.” 

“Hurry up, the live broadcast on YaoJin’s end is gone, and he has not yet joined up with Pan. Maybe something went wrong.” Cen Zhen said. 

The volume of their conversation was not lowered, and Man Yun heard it clearly. He’s not arrogant enough to truly ignore the combat effectiveness of the Sentinel/Guide. Although he previously guessed that Lian Yu and Cen Zhen were two Guides and their combat power was not to be feared, the facts slapped his face so hard it was beyond swollen. Now these two people are about to overturn the Slave Market, how could Man Yun underestimate them. 

Almost instantly, Man Yun pulled out the gun that he had always held at his waist the moment Cen Zhen’s voice fell. It was a high-magnification pistol specially designed for agile races. Its launching speed was more than ten times faster than ordinary pistols. The only two disadvantages were that it was expensive and not durable. 

There were a total of five bullets in the gun, and the life span of this gun was only enough to shoot these five bullets. Man Yun was rich and powerful, and he fired the first bullet at Lian Yu without hesitation. Lian Yu had expected it, but he still had difficulty avoiding it. After all, this was a gun designed to defeat Sentinels, and the fact Lian Yu was able to dodge it without any injury, was beyond Man Yun’s expectation. 

Lian Yu placed Cen Zhen behind the control panel, and moved in front of Man Yun the next second, but was stopped by a scale-armored man beside Man Yun. His punch landed on his hard armor-like scale, making a teeth-grinding clanging sound. 

The scale armor instantly shattered into powder, and the warrior who blocked the punch for Man Yun also screamed, vomited blood, and knelt on the ground losing their fighting ability. 

A pair of dark green eyes stared straight at Man Yun, with blood reflected in the eyes, like a piece of blood jade. Man Yun felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake and had a premonition that he could not escape.

Cen Zhen subconsciously wanted to establish a fighting spiritual link with Lian Yu, but his current mental power was still shallow, so he thought about it and gave up. Cen Zhen heard Man Yun roaring and retreating, then ordered and sent some of his men to attack him as Lian Yu’s “weakness”. 

Lian Yu sneered, “Weakness? Get through me first before you think about trouble with my Guide.” 

Man Yun’s anger also hid the panic that the situation was out of control. Even though this panic appeared briefly and was quickly suppressed, Cen Zhen still keenly grasped it. 

Countless bullets poured into this fairly spacious room, but except for the one in Man Yun’s hand, the others were difficult to threaten Lian Yu, and even Cen Zhen could dodge them with concentration. He squatted down and waited for a while, and finally gathered enough mental power to summon the snow leopard out of space. 

However, when the snow leopard appeared, the first thing it did was to raise its head and roar with its canine teeth bared, fiercely at Cen Zhen’s head. Cen Zhen raised his head instantly upon hearing the roar, and the muscles in his right arm were tense as if he were about to attack. 

But strangely, there was nothing above his head.

 

Original Author’s Note: 

Ow, I contracted a sickness where I have a headache when I open Word. Sad

 

Translator’s Note:

(1) NTR: Netorare, which translates to “cheating” in Japanese

Low-spirited this week. I’m behind on everything in life… I will catch up this weekend, please expect another update, two if I can succeed.