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"What did you say?! Only the navigator survived on the entire freighter?!"

Harkas, the son of a wealthy merchant, struggled to control his voice, sternly questioning his head guard.

His head guard was bald, with no patterns on his head, and was extremely nervous facing the young master's questioning:

"Young master, it's absolutely true. Not long after the freighter arrived at the transit space station, it was attacked by Spirit Race pirates. All the crew members on the freighter were killed, and the captain and the spy were executed by the Spirit Race. Only the navigator hid in the cracks of the cargo hold and escaped."

The spy carried a pathogenic strain. His main function was not to gather commercial intelligence, but to spread the plague in areas where cold trade was rampant.

This matter was the key to his cooperation with Osges.

With the plague, there would be corpses.

With corpses, the ghost mushrooms would have nourishment.

The personnel responsible for collecting and transporting corpses had been almost arranged, waiting for the plague to spread before they could start work.

Now, the corpses haven't been settled yet, but the spy has died first.

What is to be done?

Harkas looked flustered and lost.

Osges pushed Harkas aside, came to the head guard, frowned, and lowered his voice to ask:

"The freighter should have arrived at the space station seven days ago, why are we only receiving Star Language news now?"

Osges was calmer than Harkas, and his words revealed a bone-chilling coldness.

The head guard's forehead broke out in a cold sweat. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat and replied:

"Young Master Osges, not long after the space station was attacked by Spirit Race pirates, the Star Language communication and subspace navigation in that area were severely interfered with. All requests for help could not be sent out, and the ships in the space station could not leave either.

"A group of Orc pirates emerged from nowhere and launched a sneak attack on the Spirit Race pirates and the space station. The melee and looting lasted for a full five days, and only subsided yesterday. The navigator was rescued by the arriving Imperial Fleet, and only then did he transmit the news back to the hive city through the Imperial Fleet's Star Language speaker."

Osges' eyes were gloomy, and he gritted his teeth, "Damn pirates! Why did these dregs appear at this time!"

Harkas took out a handkerchief to wipe his cheeks, squeezed out a smile at the passing guests, and then asked in a low and hurried voice:

"Osges, what do we do now? Those cold trade merchants who are responsible for collecting corpses have sent their representatives to attend the banquet. They will be arriving soon. How are we going to explain to them when the time comes…"

"Shut up! Do you want to die?! How dare you say such things here!" Osges couldn't wait to tear Harkas' mouth apart!

This was the entrance to the banquet hall, with a huge flow of people. Among them, people with sonic implants numbered no less than eight hundred, if not a thousand.

If words like 'cold trade' were heard by others, both he and Harkas would be skinned alive!

Harkas ranked last in the family and had no chance to inherit the position of family head. He spent his days eating, drinking, and having fun, unlike Osges, who was so experienced.

He suddenly realized that he had let something slip and his face turned pale, his lips trembling so much that he couldn't speak.

"Let's go, we'll talk somewhere else." Osges glared at Harkas, reminding him to shut his mouth.

After exchanging pleasantries with the guests, Osges found an opportunity to take Harkas and his head guard away, leaving the task of greeting guests to his male servant.

The three of them quickly walked away.

Lino closed the vibration sensing, looking thoughtful.

Judging from Harkas' words, they seemed to be meeting with representatives of cold trade merchants at the banquet.

Could he find the illegal merchants by tracking Harkas and Osges?

These illegal merchants should be the target of the commander's trip.

Lino subconsciously narrowed his eyes, which was his habitual action when thinking, but he restrained himself.

The Terra merchant he was playing now did not have this habit.

"Comen, have you discovered something? Why are you distracted?"

Encrypted communication was connected, and Delton's voice appeared in Lino's mind through the communication prayer beads.

Lino looked up ahead and realized that the commander had already walked dozens of meters away.

"Commander, I found some problems at the entrance. Harkas and Osges had a dispute, and they left temporarily."

"Oh? Is that so?" Delton stopped, pretended to admire the banquet hall, and looked around, his eyes sweeping across the entrance.

Indeed, Harkas and Osges were no longer at the entrance, and there were no noble children to replace them in welcoming guests.

This did not conform to the style of the big families, who paid attention to ostentation and decency in everything.

On such an important day like today, unless the family head died suddenly, Harkas and Osges could absolutely not leave without permission.

So, did the family heads of these two families die suddenly?

Obviously not.

But they just left like that, without even deciding on a suitable replacement for themselves.

Delton smelled a strange aura.

"Comen, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. If you can find out whether those three alien merchants are illegal merchants without arousing the suspicion of Osges and others, I will allow you not to participate in combat missions in the future."

"Commander, can I use any means? As long as it doesn't arouse suspicion, right?"

"Yes, any means are fine." Delton smiled slightly, "Let me see your skills."

Lino knew that the other party was testing his mind in social and commercial matters.

"Commander, may I ask, do you think I will disguise myself as a male servant, knock on Osges' door, chat with the people in the lounge, and take the opportunity to scan the three merchants?"

Delton was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that the case? That should be the safest method."

Commander, it seems you don't know much about the mysteries of psionics... Lino took a slight breath, steadied his mind, and slowly said:

"Actually, I have mastered a psionic power that allows me to hear other people's conversations from a distance."

Delton raised his eyebrows, looked Lino up and down, and his expression became strange:

"You have this kind of psionic power, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Because the cost is relatively high, Commander. I may permanently lose my hearing." Lino deliberately exaggerated the side effects, so as not to be unscrupulously used by the other party.

"Oh... I see." Delton pondered and nodded, "Then you go try it. I'll wait for your good news."

Lino stood up, left the lounge he was in, and walked towards Osges' lounge, following the map in his memory.

When he was fifty or sixty meters away from his destination, Lino turned a corner, avoided the sight of passers-by, and found a small, empty lounge.

He hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, locked the door, and activated the fungal ability - vibration sensing - on the sofa.

A vast amount of noise poured into his mind, extremely noisy, like hundreds or thousands of ducks screaming around him.

Lino groaned, struggling to persevere in the raging waves.

“The wine here isn't bad…”

“The Epi-Mette waitresses are much prettier than the ones on that planet I went to last time…”

“Shall we roll dice? Whoever loses will get a smaller share of the profits…”

“Clatter, clatter…”

All sorts of voices drilled around in his head. Li Nuo tried hard to search for Osges and Harkas's voices, like looking for a thread in a tangled ball of yarn.

Finally, after five minutes, he found them.

There were only four people in Osges's lounge.

One was Osges himself, and the other three were unfamiliar voices, presumably the three problematic visitors.

Harkas wasn't in the room.

Osges picked up his wine glass and took a sip. His voice sounded sullen:

“Gentlemen, that's how it is. Our ship was looted by pirates, and we suffered heavy losses. The vector for the pathogenic strain was also killed. With his death, the strain also died. I can't provide you with a second pathogenic strain in the short term. You'll have to find your own way to create a plague or some other disaster.”

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Osges paused and slightly emphasized his tone:

“In short, I want to see corpses as soon as possible. Lots of corpses. I don't care what method your masters behind you use, but you have to prepare the corpses that Nest needs. I will send someone to the transit station to receive them.”

So, Osges was leading the preparations for the corpses.

Was he crazy?

Li Nuo thought this was crazy enough, but who would have thought that the three people in secret talks with Osges were even crazier.

“Osges.” The speaker was a human with a deep bass voice:

“Although we cold trade merchants can't be seen in the light, we still have basic credibility. Since we've received your deposit, you'll naturally get the corpses. But the source of the corpses will no longer be the human pirates, cold trade group criminals, and imperial fugitives that we originally discussed.”

Osges asked, “Then where are you going to get the corpses from?”

The bass voice chuckled, “You wouldn't want to know the answer, Osges. You nest aristocrat descendants would be scared shitless by the source of the corpses.”

“No, you have to tell me the answer. I don't accept corpses of unknown origin. That will only further restrict the production of Ghost Potion.”

The bass voice was silent for a few seconds, then said leisurely in a tone that despised life:

“We've discovered a secluded planet with a weak civilization that hasn't been discovered by the empire. The total population is about three hundred million. We will eliminate them, seize their mineral resources and corpses.”

“Crack.” The sound of glass breaking.

Osges crushed the wine glass, and the shards of glass pierced his palm, causing him to gasp:

“Hiss—damn it! Are you crazy? Eliminate three hundred million people?! Just to trade with me?!”

“Don't make yourself sound too noble, Osges. This is our style. When we have the corpses ready, you'll be begging us to sell them to you… Let's go, let's go out and have some fun. We'll leave tonight.”

The bass voice stood up with two followers, didn't continue talking with Osges, opened the door, and left.

There was no movement in the lounge.

Li Nuo wanted to turn off the vibration sensor, but he heard Osges suddenly mutter as if in a dream.

“Please guide me… please guide me… my psychic power… please guide me…”

“My psychic power, please tell me, should I continue trading with those bastards? Should I receive their corpses?”

What's going on?

Osges was asking his psychic power for a response?

Was his psychic power a legitimate psychic power?

Could it be that the blue-haired big bird was bewitching him?

“I see it… hehehehe, I see it~” Osges's laughter was very strange, his speech was slurred, and he was delirious, as if he was in a beautiful illusion after using hallucinogens:

“I see the future you described~ Corpses, the corpses of those who were slaughtered, will bring me wealth and authority~ Hahahahaha~~ I will occupy Tido! I will become the king of Epi-Mette! Hahahaha~~ This wonderful future is what I want~~ Hahahaha——”

There was no other movement in Osges's lounge, only dissolute manic laughter and endless babbling.

…Okay, Osges, congratulations on receiving the Chaos Corruption gift pack. Good luck.

Li Nuo turned off the vibration sensor, pondered slightly, activated the communication beads, and relayed everything he heard to Delton in its original form.

The things he relayed were so outrageous that Delton didn't doubt their authenticity at all.

These contents sounded absolutely impossible for a Nest agent to fabricate, so how could they be fake?

Delton immediately replied:

“It seems that the Empire's restrictions on the use of psychic powers are justified. If everyone blindly followed the guidance of psychic powers like Osges, the Empire would be in chaos.”

“Sir, what do we do now?”

Delton pondered for a moment:

“I'll go find Lord Voges to discuss countermeasures. You are responsible for tracking those three merchants and finding an opportunity to scan them. Before I give you new instructions, stay in place and do not act without authorization.”

“Yes, sir.”

Encrypted communication ended.

Li Nuo sat in the lounge without moving.

When he heard that 300 million humans were about to be slaughtered, an idea popped into his head.

Here, I want to state that he is not a saint, nor is he a holy bitch. He doesn't intend to save everyone, nor will he force others to save people.

The idea that came to him was not complicated.

That is, try to spread orc spores on the territory of those three merchants, so that orcs grow on their territory.

Along with this idea, a more subtle inspiration appeared in his mind.

The second reward option that simulation points can be exchanged for is as follows:

【Reward 2: Accurately match the orc you specify and simulate it. Exchange price: 100 points + some magical spores.】

The plan to manually plant orc spores was linked to Reward 2.

After orcs grow on the territory of those three merchants, wouldn't it be possible to play a round of targeted crossing by specifying to possess this orc, and peek at a lot of information?

Instantly seeing others naked, just thinking about it is exciting.

“Calm down, calm down. First successfully plant the orc spores.” Orc reproductive spores will grow wildly as long as they come into contact with nutrients. I have to find a way to control its growth rate, lest the three merchants have orcs grow out before they return to their territory.

Li Nuo started a brainstorming session in his skull.

There are three main ways to slow down the growth and development rate of spores:

Lowering the temperature, lowering the humidity, changing the light, and adjusting the air composition are physical methods.

The use of preservatives and antifungal drugs can also delay development, which is a chemical method.

Microbial competition, for example, using allicin in garlic to inhibit spore activity, is a biological method.

Li Nuo opened the fungus warehouse, scanned the many types of fungi with his mind, and had an idea in his mind.

He selected dozens of fungi and orc spores in the fungus warehouse and issued an automatic simulation command to the system:

“Using orc reproductive spores as the experimental object, use the fungi I selected and their metabolic processes, metabolites, and fermentation products for automatic simulation, and try to inhibit the growth and development rate of orc reproductive spores.”

【Automatic simulation starts.】

【Day 1, you selected Chelsea Geomyces to test the inhibitory effect.】

【…】

Automatic simulation entered operation.

Before the simulation results come out, let's complete the task assigned by Delton first.

Li Nuo tidied up his clothes, opened the door, and walked out.

The speech part of the banquet had just ended. Lord Voges, supported by his daughter Tido, ascended the main staircase of the hall to the second floor to meet with dignitaries from all sides.

Everyone present started eating, self-selecting a wide variety of delicacies.

The meal will last until 8:00 p.m., after which will be the highlight of the evening—the auction.

While looking for traces of the three merchants, Li Nuo took food from the table to fill his stomach.

To be honest, the food at the banquet is the best of everything Li Nuo has ever eaten.

In order to cater to the tastes of guests from all sides, there are all kinds of novel foods.

Li Nuo even saw a chef heating ant cow cans on the spot, surrounded by a circle of onlookers who were not afraid of death…

Since I'm here, I'll try the taste of ant cow cans too.

Li Nuo smacked his lips and went over.