Poverty makes me capable of anything.

After he finished speaking, he zoomed out, and a starry sky appeared before Bridges' eyes.

The starry sky was empty; apart from a few stars in the distance, nothing could be seen.

"This is what happened after the Star Road exploded. This area has been completely turned into a desolate black zone," Kirk said slowly.

Bridges began to frown.

Kirk rambled on for ages without getting to the point, which made him a little impatient.

Bridges said directly, "Just say what you want to say."

Kirk paused for a moment.

Then he laughed and said, "Since that's the case, then so be it."

He stared intently at Bridges' every move, then flicked his right finger, instantly changing the image on the virtual screen.

What appeared before Bridges was an asteroid.

Due to an external attack, a small piece of the asteroid was missing, and those fragments can be found in nearby space.

“What is this?” Bridges asked.

Is he to be secretly sent on other missions?

Bridges remembered what the ** people had told him.

They are preparing to deal with Chen Tong together.

If that's the case, then things are not looking good.

Kirk said, "Don't rush, keep watching."

As the photo slowly zoomed in, Kirk's gaze became increasingly sharp.

Bridges saw the devastation on that asteroid.

The originally rugged land was dented into a crater by the attack.

There is a deep cross mark in the crater, and in the very center of the cross mark lies a disfigured corpse.

Bridges' pupils contracted instantly.

He suddenly stood up, leaned forward, and stared intently at Kirk.

Two pairs of eyes clashed fiercely in the air.

The table also began to tremble.

You doubt me?

Bridges gritted his teeth.

Kirk squinted slightly: "Looks like you've already recognized me."

Bridges nodded: "Yes, it's so familiar, how could I not recognize it? This is Nicol's signature move, the Mark of Judgment!"

I thought you would be calmer.

Kirk also stood up, his hands behind his back, and a picture of Nicole popped up on the virtual screen.

"I suppose you know why I called you here. As far as I know, this is a move created by Nicol himself, and no one else knows it."

Suppressing his impulsive anger, Bridges said, "Nicole is dead! I'm the only one left in the entire Cult of Protoss. I don't think you're unaware of that, are you?"

Kirk said, "That's the rumor, but who knows if it's all an act? All I know is that our Eternal Star Path investigators died under the Mark of Judgment, which gives me ample reason to suspect that you are the mastermind!"

"ridiculous!"

Bridges slammed his hand on the table.

"With this move?"

“Do you know how serious this is?” Kirk said.

"What's it to me!"

Bridges turned to leave.

At that moment, Kirk suddenly started clapping.

Bridges whirled around and snapped, “What do you mean by this?”

Kirk chuckled and said, "Rumor has it that Bridges, one of the Night Lord's subordinates, is a man with a fiery temper. Today I've finally witnessed it firsthand. I just don't know if this is your true feeling or something you're doing on purpose."

"you……"

A black aura emanated from Bridges.

Kirk suddenly shouted.

The roaring sound made Bridges take two steps back.

"You want to fight me? Do you think this is some kind of place? This is the Eternal Star Road! Even the Lord of the Night wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to the Eternal Star Road. How dare you spout such nonsense here?"

Kirk laughed as he spoke.

"Very well, I don't have direct evidence to prove that you ordered this, and I can't sentence you to death directly. But until the matter is investigated and clarified, you will be dismissed from all your posts."

Bridges waved his hand impatiently: "Cancel it if you want, do as you please."

He strode toward the room when suddenly Kirk blocked his way.

What else do you want to do?

Kirk said, "You don't actually think I'm going to let you off so easily, do you?"

"..."

Bridges trembled slightly.

Kirk continued, "Until the matter is investigated, you stay in the base and don't go anywhere. I think the Night Overlord will agree with my decision."

This is outrageous! It's absolutely outrageous!

Flames almost shot out of Bridges's pupils.

He really wanted to slap Kirk away.

But in the end, Bridges held back.

Even if he could defeat Kirk, doing so would anger both the Eternal Star Path and the Lord of the Night, making him a completely discarded pawn.

How sad.

Oh.

Bridges gave a bitter laugh.

"Go ahead and investigate."

He left the meeting room without looking back and went to the rest area.

Drinking his melancholy wine, Bridges' face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He began to doubt whether joining the Lord of the Night was actually a good thing.

Looking closely, it's clear that he hasn't reaped much benefit over the years, and his recent bad luck and misfortunes only highlight the Night Lord's disdain for him.

"..."

Bridges thought he heard people whispering in the distance—

"Hey, look at that person, he looks like a dog."

……

What do you think?

After Bridges left, Kirk spoke with members of the investigation team who were located far away.

The investigation team said, "That's just his personality; we won't see anything unusual about him right away."

"Then let's keep it locked up for now."

"No problem, we'll contact you as soon as we have any updates."

"By the way, what about the Lord of the Night?"

"The Lord has already contacted him, so you can rest assured."

Kirk nodded: "That's good. We need to deal with this as soon as possible. Without the people sent by the Night Lord, we're a bit short-handed on the flanks."

"We will."

After chatting with Kirk for a few more minutes, the investigation team hung up.

The man with the flamboyant mustache said to his female assistant, "Let's go, let's go check on those infected first."

"Yes, Lord Maurice."

A man named Morris, carrying a small white toolbox, walked at the front. After passing through three layers of identity verification, he finally arrived at his destination.

"Investigator Morris!"

The researchers in white coats immediately greeted Morris warmly upon seeing him.

The two hugged tightly, exchanged a few pleasantries with smiles, and then Maurice asked, "How's the situation here?"

"It's difficult to handle."

The researchers sighed.

He wasn't bragging; in fact, he arrived two days earlier than Maurice, but he had accomplished virtually nothing in those two days.

“The parasites are connected to their bodies and consciousness, and so far no effective way to separate them has been found.”

Morris asked in surprise, "Didn't you bring out a single live parasite?"

The researchers rolled their eyes in exasperation: "We did manage to capture a whole ship, but then the commander-in-chief suddenly went berserk and wrecked the spaceship. After that, in order to escape, we didn't bring out a single survivor. Now that the star path is gone, it's even more impossible. We can only try to extract a survivor from these people."

Morris nodded.

"This is indeed a very troublesome matter."

He stood in front of the white room, where a large virtual screen was displaying the actions of each of the parasitized individuals.

Some people were rubbing themselves against the bedposts, some were working out like crazy even though they were confined to a cramped room, and others were chewing on their fingers.