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A moment later, Mu Fan finally used the excuse of a secret academy mission to forcibly cancel the meeting.

His schedule was far too tight now. He had to arrange everything properly within a reasonable timeframe.

As for Fatty and the others, they had no idea what kind of treatment they had received in the Special Affairs Department, but there was no need for them to know.

The Special Affairs Department's greatest failure was that they had no idea the true culprit had slipped away right under their noses.

Qi Longxiang's all-seeing gaze put Mu Fan on guard. Fortunately, he had not said too much, or there would inevitably have been flaws in his words.

As for the Tang Family Head, Mu Fan narrowed his eyes. His revenge against the Tang family had not even begun.

The moment he returned to his familiar bedroom and lay down on the soft bed, Mu Fan felt that this was the happiest moment of the day. The sensation of every muscle in his body relaxing made him let out a contented hum.

He had nearly forgotten what a bed felt like these past days.

The apartment bedroom had excellent soundproofing, allowing Mu Fan to carefully consider his next arrangements in peace.

"Black, tell me in detail about the whereabouts of the two materials for the Battle Armor. The academy's Employment Mission can serve as cover, so we can head out."

"All right. On Planet 131, Zerg Race activity has recently begun increasing. I deployed around 180 small high-altitude reconnaissance drones, but over 95 percent were destroyed by the Zerg Race's Flying Serpents. However... the remaining few drones discovered something interesting."

Mu Fan adjusted his position on the bed and leaned back as he asked.

"Traces of a Giant Corruptor!"

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