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Chapter 131: The Beastmen Leave Prison Star
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Chapter 131: Chapter 131: The Beastmen Leave Prison Star

After his spiritual power collapse, the robot took He Hanshi from Prison Cell No. 1 for treatment.

Fang Yuan was secretly disappointed. ’He Hanshi is pretty lucky. His spiritual power went berserk with such severity that the room was almost completely destroyed, yet the robot is perfectly fine.’

’Then again, I heard these robots are incredibly valuable, so their quality must be top-notch. Otherwise, they wouldn’t still be functioning perfectly after so many years in the prison without any human maintenance.’

Fang Yuan had watched the whole show from outside the cell. He stared at the utter devastation inside and the pools of blood on the floor. Thinking about He Hanshi’s rumored 86% spiritual power, the corners of his lips curled into a smirk. As soon as he left the prison, he couldn’t resist calling his employer to share the good news.

"It’s wonderful news, my lord! He Hanshi had a spiritual power collapse. It looked really severe this time. The fur of his beast form was dyed red with blood. He might even be dead."

"Is that so? Excellent!"

A delighted laugh came from the other end of the line.

Fang Yuan nodded. "I’m sure of it. I’ve never heard of a Beastman with a collapse value over 85% surviving a spiritual power collapse."

"Good. You’ve done well. Keep watching them, and pay special attention to the others, especially the Eldest Prince."

"Understood!"

Fang Yuan ended the call with a smug grin, his mind already fantasizing about the wonderful life ahead.

’To think that someone like me, from the slums with such weak spiritual power, could one day become one of the elites, just like them.’

HAHAHA!

He stood outside the prison garden, laughing without a care in the world.

Inside the garden, a gardening robot’s mechanical eyes scanned him a few times, displaying two large question marks.

Unable to comprehend what humans found so funny, they returned to their diligent work.

He Hanshi had been in a coma ever since his spiritual power collapse.

When he hadn’t emerged from the Treatment Pod after a full day, the other prisoners grew concerned. Ye Ming decided to contact his mother directly.

They hadn’t been satisfied with the Imperial Central Hospital’s performance last time, so they decided to switch to the private medical team his mother had assembled.

The reason he hadn’t considered contacting her before was that he and his mother didn’t have a very good relationship.

His mother had divorced his father when he was seven. As an heir of the Royal Family, Ye Ming spent most of his time with his father, who was reluctant to let him see his mother often. It wasn’t until he began his studies at Capital University that he started to have more contact with her. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

After Ye Ming contacted the Director, she sent a team to pick He Hanshi up that very day, no questions asked.

At first, Fang Yuan didn’t want to open the door for the women on the medical team. But the doctors on the Director’s team were not to be trifled with. They stared him down, reminding him that he was merely the acting Prison Director. They had already received permission from the Black Star administration center, and he had no authority to deny them entry.

Fang Yuan couldn’t win the argument. Besides, he figured He Hanshi was as good as dead after being unconscious for so long. So, he obediently let them pass, allowing them to take He Hanshi away for treatment.

The Director owned a private planet. He Hanshi’s condition made it too risky to take him to a populated planet, so she had her medical team transport him to her private planet for treatment.

What Fang Yuan didn’t know, however, was that He Hanshi woke up on the ship almost as soon as he had departed with the doctors.

The very first thing He Hanshi did upon waking was contact the Director.

As an Imperial Major General and a former top student at the Imperial Capital School, he naturally had the Director’s private contact information.

No one knew what he said to the Director. All they knew was that the Director traveled to her private planet the next day, and the medical team remained stationed there. freёwebnoѵel.com

After He Hanshi was taken away, Fang Yuan searched Prison Cell No. 1 thoroughly but found nothing useful. The robot in the cell kept blaring its alarm, which annoyed him so much that he complained directly to the Black Star administration center. He told them that He Hanshi had been picked up by people sent by the Monarch’s former wife and that they needed to shut the robot’s alarm off.

The Black Star administration center had also received the robot’s alarm notification, so upon hearing Fang Yuan’s report, they remotely shut the robot down.

He Hanshi’s spiritual power collapse gave Fang Yuan a huge confidence boost. After that, he became even more dedicated to provoking the remaining prisoners.

Thanks to his efforts, over the next half-month, Ye Ming, Yan Huoshui, Jiang Xia, and Mu Tangfeng all successively fell into comas after their own spiritual power collapses. Shortly after each incident, they were taken away, Treatment Pod and all, by the Director’s medical team.

Fang Yuan was in high spirits at first. But as he watched the prisoners disappear one by one, he started to get antsy. By the time they came for the last one, Mu Tangfeng, he couldn’t just sit back anymore and decided to follow them.

A member of the medical team glanced at him but didn’t shoo him away.

Mu Tangfeng kept up the act of being unconscious until the ship landed. He didn’t open his eyes until he heard Jiang Xia’s voice.

He sat up in his Treatment Pod and looked around. The room contained five Treatment Pods, lined up neatly like five coffins.

He Hanshi and the others were all sitting on their own pods, smirking at him.

"Congratulations on getting out."

Mu Tangfeng let out a sigh of relief and immediately started complaining. "You guys have no idea. That ugly bastard insisted on coming along. I almost lost it on the ship; I wanted to beat him to death, but I figured it wasn’t the right time yet."

"I agree. We need to find out what his real objective is."

Ye Ming spoke slowly, his deep green eyes scanning Mu Tangfeng. "My current guess is that Fang Yuan was sent by my ’dear’ brother. What I don’t understand is why he’s so determined to see me dead."

"If this were about the succession, it would make no sense. I’m already in prison with a collapsed spiritual power. I’m no longer a threat to him. There’s no reason for him to spend all these years going to such lengths, hiring people to provoke me in here."

"Fang Yuan knows far too much about matters of the Imperial Palace. He even knew about the change in succession before it was officially announced online. He told me every last detail just to provoke me."

"That’s why I’m convinced he can only be working for my brother."

"Over the years, the only ones who have meddled have been the Bai Family, a few others outside the Four Great Families... and my brother."

He Hanshi looked puzzled. "What’s your day-to-day relationship with the Second Prince like? Why would he be so intent on having you killed?"

Ye Ming shook his head. "It was fine, actually. We have different mothers, but there was never much friction between us. He always acted subservient around me, for the most part. We barely even spoke."

That was precisely why Ye Ming couldn’t understand. Besides the succession, what else could possibly be worth all this trouble?

Yan Huoshui frowned. "I have a feeling it’s not that simple."

"If it is Ye Yan, why does Fang Yuan seem to want the rest of us dead, too?"

"I could see him wanting to eliminate you for good over the succession, but we have nothing to do with him."

At these words, Ye Ming also sank into thought.

Jiang Xia took a ball of yarn out of his Treatment Pod and started playing with it. He had packed his belongings and hidden them inside the pod ahead of time. It wasn’t much—just the things Lanlan had given him. He had refused the items his mother brought, thinking they would take up too much space.

He dangled it listlessly from his fingertip, asking in his usual placid tone, "So, when can we actually leave this place?"

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