I have a space station

After listening, Mongka paid his respects to the sleeper agent before him.

"What's the code?" Mongka asked.

"May people not know, may the years be peaceful," Dongfang Chen replied.

Inside the hangar.

Mongka dropped his defensive stance and took two steps forward.

Extending his right hand, he tapped his chest and said:

"May people not know, may the years be peaceful."

Ding Yuwen smiled, pulled down the hood of his cloak, and said:

"You're not a sleeper agent, are you?"

"That's right, I'm not," Mongka nodded, admitting it frankly.

"Then you are…" Ding Yuwen asked.

"We were sent by the commander to carry out a mission," Mongka didn't directly call out Dongfang Chen's name.

This was a sign of respect for the sleeper agent before him.

After listening, Ding Yuwen nodded, smiled bitterly, and said:

"That's right, I can't contact the outside world from here. I'm afraid I won't be able to receive any missions from the commander."

"Ah? Don't misunderstand. That's not what I meant. We're here on our own mission," Mongka quickly explained.

"Really? You're not here to find me?" Ding Yuwen asked.

"Oh right. Let me ask you, are you the one gathering normal people in the base?" Mongka was reminded by Ding Yuwen and immediately returned to the main topic.

"You're also investigating this matter?"

"That's right," Mongka nodded.

"I've also been investigating this matter recently," Ding Yuwen explained.

It seemed he wasn't the one operating behind the scenes.

"Then do you have any clues?" Nata stepped forward and asked.

"I only know that the other party is a high-level cultivator from the Nine Dragons Chamber of Commerce. As for their purpose in gathering normal people, I'm still not clear," Ding Yuwen replied.

"Then why are you here?" Nata asked.

"I received news that they might come here tonight, so I planned to lie in wait in advance to avoid being exposed."

"They're coming tonight? Great!" Nata was very happy.

"I suggest you don't be careless. Those cultivators are very high level and very dangerous," Ding Yuwen kindly reminded.

"At most they're Rank 9, we don't take them seriously," Nata replied confidently.

"As far as I know, there's a big difference between Rank 9 and Rank 9. Some cultivators have mastered one or even several cultivation techniques, which causes their attack power to increase exponentially," Ding Yuwen saw that Nata was so arrogant and was a little worried, so he had to further remind him.

Although he had never left Golden City and couldn't receive outside news.

But the Nine Dragons Chamber of Commerce had already spread this matter in here.

He also knew that there were now many Rank 9 cultivators outside, all provided with potions by Dongfang Chen.

It's just that Golden City, as a shielded base, was not within the scope of popularizing potions at that time.

This also caused a considerable rift between Mei Wenhua and Gu Qingyi.

"What rank are you now?" Nata asked.

"I'm still Rank 1," Ding Yuwen replied.

"Rank 1? Okay, after this matter is dealt with, I will suggest that Dad send you potions as soon as possible," Nata said.

"? ? ? Who is your dad?" Ding Yuwen was stunned.

"What 'your dad'? You misheard!" Mongka hurried up to interrupt.

"But…" Ding Yuwen felt he hadn't misheard.

"He said… boss!" Mongka fabricated.

But the fabrication was just right.

Ding Yuwen and the others previously called Dongfang Chen boss.

"Is that so?" Ding Yuwen thought it was reasonable and didn't delve into it.

"But no need. Now that the base communication has been restored, I have received a notice that someone will be sending equipment and potions over soon."

"That's good," Mongka breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now, are you going to hide first, or act with us?" Nata asked.

"Let's hide separately. My strength is relatively low, and being with you will be a burden to you," Ding Yuwen said.

The three people found places to hide separately.

This wait lasted for 4 hours.

Around seven o'clock in the evening, there was movement in the hangar again.

Two cultivators arrived and stopped in front of a warship.

"Chun Nian, I feel something is wrong," one cultivator said.

"What's wrong?" the other cultivator named Chun Nian asked.

"I can't say, but I feel like someone is monitoring us."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? There are probes everywhere in the base, aren't they monitoring?" Chun Nian replied.

"That's not what I meant…"

"Okay, stop being suspicious all day long. If someone can really see us, I'd be happy. I've had enough of this ghost place!" Chun Nian interrupted him.

"What you said is right. Rather than hiding and hiding every day, I'd rather be caught."

"Alas, I just don't know if they will accept us this time when we go to Bato City to surrender," Chun Nian sighed.

"They definitely will. They are now at war with these walking corpses, and they need manpower."