Leaning lazily against the recliner, Wang Chen picked up a glass of iced drink and took a sip. His gaze swept across the lush green plain carpeted with wildflowers, penetrating the vast forest in the distance and reaching the summit of the towering, perilous peaks.
A breeze from the wilderness drifted over, carrying the fragrance of earth, flowers, and grass, lulling one into intoxication without realizing it.
He wished time could remain frozen at this moment forever.
This was Holy Light Star, the Empire's most important planet. It gathered the elite of countless billions of humans, and its power and influence extended across one-third of the Archaic Star System.
It was also the paradise of countless people's dreams!
A month ago, Wang Chen had come to Holy Light Star from Imperial Guard One and was then settled in this country villa several hundred kilometers from the Imperial Capital.
Wang Chen knew this was compensation from the Empire's upper ranks.
The outcome of the Professor Dawson incident could only be described as a farce, but Wang Chen's status was not yet important enough for the Empire's highest authorities to give him a true explanation.
The power struggles and maneuvering that might have been involved had nothing to do with him!
Yet Wang Chen was no ordinary person. As the strongest known superpowered individual in the Empire, the Empire's higher-ups had made their conciliatory attitude abundantly clear.
Though the villa he lived in now was nowhere near the Imperial Capital, one had to know that Holy Light Star had only a hundred million residents, most of whom were concentrated in the imperial capital region.
Villas like this were extremely precious. Only the Empire's great nobles and those who had rendered special meritorious service to the Empire were qualified to reside in them.