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The next day, under Monte's arrangements, Su Ming moved to a different dormitory.

"Your dormitory was attacked by an unknown force yesterday, and you managed to escape unharmed. You're truly lucky!"

Monte grinned as he spoke to Su Ming.

He then led Su Ming to another dormitory, letting him stay there temporarily.

Su Ming naturally didn't have many objections. He glanced around the dormitory environment.

Hmm, it's not much different from the original. Monte really knows how to get things done.

"What happened yesterday? Has anyone investigated? I just happened to be out strolling and saw the dormitory like this when I returned!"

Su Ming inwardly rejoiced that the dormitory area had no surveillance installed to protect the employees' privacy.

If there were cameras everywhere in the workshop area, everyone would probably discover he was a Gene Warrior.

Although this matter wouldn't have a huge impact, it was still better to keep a low profile on the logistics planet. After all, Su Ming had heard of cases where logistics planets discovered Gene Warriors, only for them to be dragged onto the battlefield and killed.

While Su Ming believed he was much stronger than ordinary people, on the battlefield, that personal ability was less useful than sheer luck.

He didn't want to go to the battlefield yet!

Monte scratched his head, then shook it and said with a wry smile, "Who can say for sure about something like this? Although logistics planets aren't as dangerous as the front lines, they can be quite chaotic, and accidents are not impossible."

Su Ming nodded in understanding.

Monte glanced at Su Ming, then lowered his voice and said, "Little Master Su Ming, have you considered what I mentioned before?"

Su Ming was taken aback.

Monte continued, "To be honest, the mechanical parts you repaired previously were noticed by some soldiers after being sent to the battlefield. Now everyone knows that my workshop has an extremely skilled mechanic."

"Lately, many people have been asking me if I take on private jobs..."

Hearing Monte's words, Su Ming pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's not impossible, but you have to agree to three conditions."

Monte's face lit up with joy. "Tell me, tell me!"

Su Ming smiled and said, "First, I want a private dormitory with an independent workbench. After all, I can't do private jobs in a public area. It wouldn't be good for you if others found out!"

Su Ming had wanted a dormitory with an independent workbench for a long time. Otherwise, working alongside other mechanics in the production workshop, while fine during work, felt inconvenient whenever Su Ming wanted to do something of his own, like assembling a mechanical arm.

Hearing Su Ming's request, Monte immediately grinned, "No problem. With my authority, arranging such a dormitory is very easy!"

Su Ming nodded and continued, "Second, try to hide my identity. I don't want too many people to know about my skills!"

Monte nodded, "This is also no problem!"

"Third, I want half of the profits from the private jobs!"

Monte pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Alright! I can give you half!"

Hearing Monte's assurance, Su Ming smiled with satisfaction and said to Monte, "Then it's settled. If there are any private jobs in the future, just let me know!"

Monte, beaming with joy, quickly nodded, "Little Master Su Ming is a straightforward person. If you want to do anything on Planet Nop in the future, you can tell me. I have some influence here!"

"The private dormitory, if everything goes as planned, can be approved tonight. For now, you can stay in this dormitory!"

Monte laughed heartily.

Su Ming nodded and said no more.

During the day, Su Ming worked as usual, constantly repairing and reassembling machinery on the workbench.

By evening, the private dormitory Monte had promised was reliably secured for Su Ming.

Now, Su Ming had his own private studio.

Except for needing to go to the workshop during work hours, he could now create his own mechanical weapons in his private studio at other times!

That night, Su Ming took out the Space Watch he had obtained from the assassin and placed it on the workbench, carefully repairing it.

Before long, the Space Core within was separated from the Space Watch by Su Ming.

Then, Su Ming took out an inconspicuous small pendant from the side, hollowed it out, and placed the Space Core into a circuit he had already prepared for activation.

Soon, the original Space Watch was transformed into a pendant hanging around Su Ming's neck.

Looking at the pendant, Su Ming nodded with satisfaction. He then connected his Brain Domain Level and, with a thought, directly opened the pendant.

Inside the pendant were many items: various bank cards, a brand-new Identity Card, a Single-line Contact Phone, and some miscellaneous mechanical weapons.

"Hmm?"

Su Ming suddenly found an independent Star Coin card among these bank cards, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He couldn't use the other bank cards; only the assassin could withdraw the money stored in them.

However, the independent Star Coin card was anonymous, and anyone could withdraw Star Coins from it.

Su Ming's expression shifted, and he took out the Single-line Contact Phone from the Space Core.

Upon opening the phone, Su Ming saw a message inside.

"How did things go?"

This message was anonymous, but this was a single-line contact phone, meaning it could only be used to contact the sender of this message individually.

A flicker of surprise crossed Su Ming's face upon seeing this message. He immediately took out his phone and replied, "Target is dead. Don't contact me again!"

As Su Ming, who had been Chinese in his previous life, he was well-versed in undercover operations and cop thrillers. Seeing a single-line contact phone and a new identity card, combined with the text message and the assassin's identity, he quickly deduced that this phone was likely the one used by the assassin to contact their employer.

After sending the text, Su Ming promptly destroyed the phone on the spot. He then carefully inspected the phone's components for any tracking devices. Finally, he placed the destroyed phone's shell into the scrap bin.

Having done all this, Su Ming let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Regardless of anything else, Suri should now be under the strong impression that he was dead. Even if Suri had doubts, it would likely take him a long time to investigate and discover that he was still alive.

By then, Su Ming figured he would have developed a certain level of self-protection.