Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 177 Bitter Fruit
Qinghua fell in the ruins and his vision gradually became blurred.

The former director of the Space Coordination Department now doesn't even have the strength to get up, and he and the wreckage of the crashed flagship are scattered on this land that they once regarded as a pigsty.

He was full of doubts, and had made all the necessary preparations before coming to the court.

Three "Long Branch" guards and a flagship were capable of "purifying" the surface of a planet even if it was completely hatched. However, the sword that the First King swung at the flagship was completely beyond his cognition and the company's record so far.

He didn't know what he was facing, or why he suddenly appeared in this "pigsty" that had been peaceful for hundreds of years. Among the many farms of the company, Blue Star was definitely not the most special one.

These doubts are destined to remain unresolved.

He was going to die on this planet. A cold feeling of weakness was engulfing his consciousness, a sign of excessive blood loss.

The broken alloy plate pierced through his lower abdomen, prolonging the process of blood loss to death.

When his vision was about to be shrouded by darkness, Qinghua saw a figure walking towards him.

It's from Blue Star.

This was an ending he had never imagined.

To die in a place like this, to die in front of a "pig".

Looking at the history of Universal Company, perhaps no director has ever died in such an ignominious way.

With doubt, resentment and unwillingness, he...

woke up.

It was because of this that Qinghua realized that there were things in this world more shameful than dying in a "pigsty", and that was being captured alive by "pigs" and locked up. He stumbled out of bed and saw some familiar faces.

All the members of the visiting delegation are here, except for the enamel.

The three "Nagaeda" guards were also there, as well as a substitute who had just completed an operation to sew up his upper and lower body and was lying in bed recuperating.

Compared to being in prison, their situation was more like house arrest. They were confined in the palace and were not allowed to go in or out. They were provided with good food and drink, which was the last bit of dignity left to them.

"We have to stay here until the patrol team arrives."

When Cai Hui saw Qinghua woke up, she told him about their current situation. This was the only way they could do as their flagship was gone, and even if they fought their way out, they had nowhere to go.

Qinghua did not respond immediately, but lowered his head, lifted up his clothes, and checked the wound on his abdomen.

"It was Duan Mingyuan. He treated our wounds."

Cai Hui explained.

Within one day, she witnessed two miracles in succession.

One is a sword that can rip the sky apart, and the other is a resurrection technique that can bring the dead back to life.

This is a divine technique that is more powerful than the company's medical technology and even goes against common sense. Therefore, Cai Hui could only call it a miracle. Duan Mingyuan not only rescued them, but also restored the broken limbs and arms scattered in front of the hall one by one, and turned those rebels who should have been dead back to their original appearance.

Cai Hui was still conscious at the time and chatted with Duan Mingyuan for a few words.

In Duan Mingyuan's words, his abilities are not suitable for fighting, but only for rescuing others. They are medical and logistical abilities.

A transcendent who serves as an auxiliary nanny.

Cai Hui sighed, "What a complete failure."

Not only was she defeated cleanly in the war, but she was also captured alive and became a prisoner. She knew that for someone as proud as her teacher, such an ending would be worse than death.

Because no matter what agreement the Inspector reached with Blue Star, the failure will be entirely borne by the Director of the Cosmic Relations Coordination Department.

In this case, it would not be as simple as just losing the position of director. Qinghua would be taken back to the headquarters and tried as a criminal of the company.

He lost a flagship and nearly killed three of the Long Branch's guards. With such a huge mistake at work, even the consortium behind him couldn't save him. His future was only to be abandoned as a pawn, sent to a real prison, or executed in public as a warning to others.

Someone must bear the wrath of the headquarters.

Cai Hui didn't know how to comfort her teacher. Everyone knew that the next period of house arrest in the court would be the last period of relative freedom in Qinghua's life. However, when he thought of the upcoming inspector and his future fate, he was afraid that he would not even be able to sleep well.

However, Duan Mingyuan's ability gave Qinghua the final blow invisibly. Even ending his own life became a luxury.

No matter whether he took poison, jumped off a building, or smashed himself into pieces, he would eventually wake up in his bed in the hall.

Cai Hui believes that Duan Mingyuan is by no means as harmless as he appears, and that he is treating Qinghua not out of kindness, but to make this high and mighty director of the Universe Coordination Department feel the taste of failure.

Just as the director had said to the third prince before.

Death was too light, and he had not yet fully experienced the bitterness of being transformed from a messenger from God into a prisoner.

"This is the lunch sent by the Third Prince."

Cai Hui looked at the teacher whose face was turning pale and blue with some sympathy. She could already foresee what was going to happen next.

With the teacher's temper, of course he couldn't eat anything.

As expected, he turned into a master of table cleaning, and angrily overturned the plates one by one on the ground. The crackling sound was endless, and even his last bit of composure was gone.

Painting no longer speaks.

She suddenly felt that perhaps the teacher was no different in essence from them, or even from everyone on Blue Star. It was because his identity as the director of the foundation and department made him stand too high that he was always able to maintain his lofty demeanor. If he tasted the bitter fruit of failure, he would lose his mind in an ugly way like everyone else.

And she also has to think about her future.

As a direct descendant of Qinghua, it was inevitable that she would be exiled to the frontier, spending the rest of her life on a barren planet, and never have the chance to return to the company. This was her ending.

This fate is really unpredictable.

A few days ago, she was the most promising candidate to take over the position of director in the department. Once the teacher was promoted to a higher rank, she would take over the teacher's position.

However, since the ending could not be changed, Cai Hui accepted it with pleasure.

Then let’s go to Red Star.

Although she lost her official career, at least she was still an expert in the study of the Red Death.

At the same time, the Third Prince was walking side by side with Duan Mingyuan, directing the maintenance work in the royal city in an orderly manner.

He was the one who invited Duan Mingyuan out after three visits to his cottage.

Duan Mingyuan, who had been performing the resurrection spell for the entire night, had just laid down on the bed when an uninvited guest broke into the room. Although the Third Prince claimed that he should rest first and would wait outside for him to wake up, how could Duan Mingyuan sleep with the Crown Prince sitting in the room?
"Teacher Mingyuan, I hope you can stay in the court and serve as the national teacher. This is what everyone wants."

This "popular choice" naturally refers to the people who have come back to life from the dead.

"I have unfinished business."

Duan Mingyuan declined politely.

"You mean the hunting court?"

Duan Mingyuan remained noncommittal. He felt that he had made an outstanding contribution during his trip to the court. In fact, he did not like this kind of place full of intrigue.

He would rather teach students and do academic research.

After the company's inspector left, he would also set out on his journey home.

"Since Master Mingyuan has made up his mind, I will not force you to stay, but can you please teach me the art of sword control in the coming days?"

The First King's sword that broke through the air made the Third Prince regain his enthusiasm for the art of sword-wielding.

"I said, the art of controlling swords is not suitable for you."

Duan Mingyuan said, "You are suitable for ship repair."

"Ship repair?"

"Although you can't afford a flagship, the wreckage of the flagship is now scattered everywhere. If you can collect all the wreckage, you may be able to understand some mysteries."

(End of this chapter)