Qing Chen did not have much time to prepare for this infiltration.
If he had wanted to be cautious, he should have spent several months making careful preparations before coming to the Western Continent.
But he had no way of knowing when the Western Continent would invade. If the Federation was already gone by the time he was ready, what would be the point of infiltrating them?
That was life. Not everything waited until one was prepared before arriving. Qing Chen needed to buy time for the knight trainees. That was what he, as their leader, needed to do most right now.
Like the Sherpas on Mount Everest, they never retreated in the face of an unprepared destiny.
If not for this unexpected development, Qing Chen should already have been fleeing with Black Spider hostage. As for whether he could escape? Qing Chen was not sure, but Black Spider would definitely die before he did.
But why had he become the fish that slipped through the net?
There were now two possibilities:
The first was that the testing equipment had malfunctioned. The other side had taken blood samples and fingerprint records, but something had gone wrong with the devices. Yet the Rebel Army members had all been screened out, so that possibility could be ruled out.
The second possibility was rather bizarre... It meant that someone at the source responsible for screening and identifying the samples was helping him!
Qing Chen was baffled. He did not know a single person on the Western Continent. Who would help him?
This had simply become the greatest mystery of his trip!
The airship gradually flew away.
At that moment, the young nobles sat on the ground without the slightest concern for their image, shouting loudly, "Fuck, that scared the hell out of me!