Chen Jiu's words enraged Robert. "Chen Jiu, this concerns the Vice Chancellor's health. Are you a Federation citizen, or a member of the Humanoid Civilization?"
"I don't like hearing that," Chen Jiu said. He had already taken a side, so there was nothing to worry about anymore—no matter how much he tried to curry favor with Robert, Robert would only think it was his duty. So why bother? "You made them a promise, and now you want to go back on your word?"
"Isn't it because the time hasn't come yet?" Robert started repeating himself. "When the time comes, we'll naturally help him activate it."
Chen Jiu simply looked at him without saying a word, his eyes filled with mockery.
Robert had no choice either. In fact, he did not dare do anything to Chen Jiu now. After some thought, he said, "How about this? Let him help extend the Vice Chancellor's life first, then give him the activation method... and owe him another production line. What do you think?"
"I don't have the nerve to say that," Chen Jiu refused flatly. After a pause, he felt there was no need to be too forceful. "Besides, if we're extending the Vice Chancellor's life... will there be guards nearby?"
"What do you think?" Robert asked with a laugh of exasperation. "Do you not know what level of security the Vice Chancellor has?"
When the Chancellor traveled, the security standard was an entire space army. In slightly unstable star regions, if there were no local garrison forces to receive them, even deploying an entire space corps was commonplace—there was no helping it. Not only was the Insect Race ferocious, but all kinds of armed resistance and restorationist forces also caused trouble.
The Vice Chancellor's security would not be weak either. There would