Fate Trading System – Chapter 135

Plan A

Interstellar Guardian 20

Mandatory

The speed of information spread on the Star Network is undeniably fast. In this era, there are no longer any information-lagging people, except for some on C1 Star. Almost instantly upon discovering something, many people upload it to the Star Network, and residents of the two major galaxy systems know about it in no time.

Such an incident happening in the safe main galaxy system, plus the victim being the butler of the Presidential Palace, is enough to grab everyone’s attention.

Moreover, after medical examination, this body isn’t a replica, but the original, which is even more panic-inducing.

Because this original body has obviously been dead for several days, then who was the butler that appeared in the Presidential Palace yesterday?

The President is furious and orders a thorough investigation of this matter.

As technology becomes increasingly advanced, people pursue higher realms. The legendary immortality is impossible because human metabolism determines that organs will gradually wither, eventually losing life force and dying.

Medical technology has extended human life as much as possible, but there are still people who want eternal life.

Research on clones, also known as replicas, has never stopped. Some have proposed this idea: replicate one’s own body, and when one’s body can no longer continue, transfer the consciousness, repeating this cycle to achieve immortality.

Crazy scientists have done this before, causing a clone uprising in history. Granting consciousness and thoughts is actually a very dangerous thing, and transferring thoughts and memories is even more dangerous. Brain transplant surgery, memory chips, methods are endless, but all have failed without exception. There was once an example that did succeed, but it was that example that caused the clone uprising. Since then, the government has banned research on methods of immortality, but clones have become legally existing.

Clones can no longer be given memories and thoughts. They’re like organ containers, used when the original body suffers severe damage. Whichever organ breaks down gets replaced.

But this technology is super expensive, usually only rich and powerful people can have their own clones. Although the Presidential Palace’s butler is just a butler, his birth is not ordinary, so he would have his own clone. However, the one who died was the original body, killed in a very cruel way.

Su Xin was also browsing this news. The photos of the butler’s death took up a large part of the news. She didn’t have a light brain, it was Renee showing it to her.

Renee’s fingers were moving on the virtual keyboard, occasionally glancing at Su Xin, not at all surprised by this news.

“The hatred is deep.”

Su Xin’s fingers tapped on the sofa. From the butler’s death state, one could tell that the killer must have some deep grudge against him. Su Xin could see from the wounds on the already somewhat deformed corpse that the butler’s body was damaged by human hands, not weapons.

Torn apart by hands.

“Damn it.”

Renee said in a flat tone. This seemingly kind-looking Presidential Palace butler wasn’t anything touching, his behavior was utterly disgusting.

Su Xin didn’t care. Her gaze moved away from the light brain, and she closed her eyes to think.

What she wanted to know more was who the person impersonating the butler was.

“Are you tired?”

Renee stopped what she was doing and leaned in to give Su Xin a little kiss on the corner of her eye.

“How could I be?”

How could I be tired when I haven’t done anything?

Renee knew she just wanted to give Su Xin a kiss.

“Go on with your work, don’t worry about me. I’ll go ask Lanna for a book to read.”

Su Xin stood up and walked towards the door.

In Lanna’s room, there was a big bookshelf, almost as big as a wall, full of books, neatly organized by category.

Su Xin knocked on the door, Lanna opened it and looked at her with a puzzled face.

“Borrowing a book.”

“Tch, we really should get you a light brain.”

Although Lanna had many books, he was extremely stingy when it came to them. Even though he had hundreds of books, he’d feel heartbroken lending out even one, as if once lent, it would never be returned.

When Su Xin borrowed before, Lanna looked at the book in her hands with an unusually pained expression, making Su Xin feel weird. She said she’d definitely return it in perfect condition, but Lanna, with exaggerated acting, replied that he felt the pure soul of his book was being defiled. However, he immediately changed his attitude, saying if it was for the boss, it would be an absolute honor.

Su Xin’s mouth twitched, but she’d still come to borrow books next time.

Because Lanna’s collection not only had weird, incomprehensible books, but also novels.

On this planet that could be called backward, they possess more things from their ancestors than other star systems.

Several more days passed, and Xika returned.

Su Xin didn’t know what mission Xika had been sent out to do. When she came back, she looked unusually tired, floating to her side like a ghost, expressionlessly holding her hand, sitting on the sofa, and closing her eyes to sleep.

“What was she sent to do?”

Su Xin raised her chin towards Mia, who was studying a cookbook.

“Kill people.”

Mia answered her concisely, continuing to mutter the contents of his cookbook.

“Sounds good, where did she go?”

“Don’t know. It should be the Central Star, I guess. Based on how long she took, she should have gone to a very far place.”

Mia said, then frowned, muttering the ingredients in the cookbook with great confusion.

“Why do it this way, won’t the sweet and salty taste be weird?”

Mia shook his little head, amazed at the food that had both sugar and salt added.

This was an antique-level recipe book that Mia had dug up from somewhere. He flipped through it very carefully, afraid that one careless move would damage this already very fragile book.

Isn’t adding both sugar and salt a normal thing? At least, red braised pork is supposed to be like that, right?

Renee went out again. This time, who knows where she went. She told Su Xin she needed to temporarily leave this planet to handle some things elsewhere. Su Xin wanted to go along but was firmly refused.

“I’m going to check on our planet. I want to wait until it’s built before taking you there, to give you a surprise.”

Su Xin let her go, but asked Fourteen to keep an eye on her actions and notify her immediately if there was any danger.

Xika slept for a few hours, completely holding onto Su Xin’s arm without letting go. Whenever Su Xin pulled her hand out, she would immediately open her eyes and gaze at Su Xin with a deep look. When Su Xin put her hand back in hers, she immediately closed her eyes and slept sweetly. It was quite magical.

A few hours later, Xika seemed fully awake, but still held Su Xin’s hand. Su Xin raised her hand and firmly shook her head. Xika pouted sadly and sat on the sofa.

She still wore the same black clothes. Su Xin had never seen her wear clothes of any other color or style. She always wore all black, with her long hair tightly bound, quietly hanging down her back.

The waiting days weren’t too long. Now it’s been only a month since Su Xin came here from the Insect Beast Star.

On this day, Renee put on her formal attire, her Grand Marshal’s uniform, fastened her military cap, and boarded the spaceship with Su Xin and Moran.

At this time, the Star Network had already completely “exploded the pot” (gone into chaos). The death of the Presidential Palace’s butler was just the beginning. As the President ordered a thorough investigation into this matter, many black deals (illegal transactions) surfaced, revealing the shocking other side of some politicians. Voices of condemnation arose one after another, and public opinion had almost completely shifted. The momentum was so fierce that even the President couldn’t escape it.

A voice arose on the network, and soon got echoes from most people.

“What do you mean ‘if only Renee hadn’t died back then, things wouldn’t have become like this’?”

The President coldly laughed as he closed the page. Dead people don’t come back.

The situation was getting messier. Someone kept making anonymous reports, the IP couldn’t be traced at all, and the internal network of the Federal Power Center was hacked. Some things were quickly posted on the Star Network. Although relevant departments kept trying to block these messages, this behavior was tantamount to tacit approval.

【A Sick Sick】: I find it very strange how this tactic never gets old from ancient times to now. Yesterday, those messages were hanging on the entire homepage, but today they’ve all been cleared and replaced with irrelevant stuff. But we’re not blind, okay? Who didn’t see that big news yesterday? It’s like they think if they don’t let us talk about it, it didn’t happen.

【Qiao Qiao】: Exactly, if only the General was still here.

【Ah Hu Ya】: Pfft, I don’t get it. What does whether Renee is here or not have to do with now? It’s like you’re saying if she were still alive, she could save the world or something.

【Black Black Black Chuan】: The general can do it! She’s not dead, okay? Did you see her body or what?

【Cloud Roll Cloud Stretch】: That’s right, that’s right.

The situation is getting more and more out of control, with a trend that’s gonna turn everything upside down.

【Wrapped Black Sesame White Sugar Filling】: The president’s not cutting it anymore. Citizens have the right to free speech. All the posts I made were deleted, along with some replies and stuff. The relevant departments think they’re so great, huh? What era are we living in?

Su Xin looked at the chaotic situation, while the person next to her who should be orchestrating all this was very calm, watching those comments with her, without any sense of tension.

Soon after, an explosive piece of news overshadowed all the previous messages – the president was assassinated.

According to the surveillance at the time, a girl in black entered the presidential palace. She was so fast that the guards couldn’t catch her. The girl obviously injected something into the president’s body, and the president died suddenly.

Many people righteously and angrily demanded the arrest of that girl. Some people were happy about it, while others didn’t care at all. The president’s dead, so what? It’s none of their business. There’ll be a new president anyway.

If people from C1 Star saw this news, they would definitely know who she is – the “Ghost Girl” Xika. But so what if they know? They don’t know where she came from or where she’ll go. They only know she’s very fast and kills invisibly.

The president’s death is a big deal. Without the balance of power, it messed up some people’s plans. The president’s original arrangements weren’t perfected, and everyone was busy selecting a new president. Politicians were scrambling to take the stage, turning everything into a pot of porridge (a chaotic situation).

At this moment, Renee showed up.

Su Xin was at the conference venue, wearing a military uniform, standing solemnly below Renee. Renee was on the platform, announcing her return with an ice-cold face.

With her comeback, the calls for her to be the next president grew louder and louder.

This public opinion trend was half led by Renee herself, half sincere, and there were quite a few who opposed, but their voices were drowned out by those in favor.

However, public opinion is public opinion, politics is politics. Renee didn’t really plan to take that position. All of this was just a smokescreen.

Su Xin only knew that Renee must be plotting something, but exactly what it was, she didn’t know.

Renee first briefly described how she miraculously escaped from the pile of insect beasts, then talked about the Queen’s situation.

“I have very good reasons to suspect that the Queen has developed self-awareness. If we don’t kill it quickly, a disaster for humanity is about to come.”

Renee’s eyes, which always carried snow and ice, were filled with sorrow, as if she was truly worried about the future fate of humanity.

The people watching this conference felt complicated in their hearts. Everything was very stable before, but for some reason, there have been so many events in these few months. It seemed like all the things happened together, to prove the idiom “misfortunes never come singly”.

If insect beasts gain human consciousness in the future, how will we fight them? When they didn’t have consciousness, they already attacked in swarms, which was very hard to deal with. They also reproduce very quickly. If they become conscious in the future, won’t it be even harder to fight them?

“And there’s even worse news. The Queen’s mental power is extremely strong. It can disable warriors’ mecha, crash intelligent systems, force ejection, and cause people to fall into a coma.”

My mind is about to explode!

【Bei Wai】: If this is true, how can we fight? If the Queen leads her insect army to the border and our mecha troops go to battle, they’ll all fall into a coma in a flash. Then we can’t fight at all. The front lines will fall immediately. Those damn insects aren’t affected by spatial resistance, and their bodies are very hard. If they attack the Central Star directly, we might as well just die.

【You Ran You Ran】: I don’t think the General needs to scare us. If all this is true, it’s better to think of countermeasures quickly rather than panicking. But we don’t have many options, we’ll have to rely on those scientists.

“However, the Queen isn’t the hardest to deal with. I’m very familiar with that place now, and I’ve grasped the Queen’s weaknesses. So after the weapons are made, I’ll go deep into that place again to kill the Queen.”

【Bu Jian】: The General is super cool!

“If I succeed, you gentlemen won’t be threatened. You should know that for the Insect Race, giving birth to a new Queen is very quick, but for the Queen to grow up is a long process. During this time, they’ll hide in star systems they consider safe, giving humans a long period of safety. But if I fail, I hope future generations can learn from my lessons.”

Renee’s words were very tragic. Su Xin looked at her, feeling helpless. Dear! Have you forgotten, dear! You were once dragged away unconscious to mate with him, although it wasn’t successful. But killing that big insect with a transmigrator inside isn’t such a simple thing.

“As for the new president, I will nominate someone I consider most suitable to be president according to the process, and support their campaign.”

Renee touched the military rank on her shoulder, her expression a bit complicated and hard to read.

The screen was turned off, proving that this meeting was over.

“General, are you really going?”

They walked in the long hallway, preparing to head to the next place. The president’s funeral would start tomorrow.

“Yes, I need your help. We’ll win, right?”

Renee looked at Su Xin, her face full of trust.

“Of course. I’m not influenced by the Queen. Even if we fail, I’ll still be with you.”

Su Xin’s attitude was very calm. Anyway, her mission would be completed no matter what.

“No, we won’t fail.”

Renee said confidently.

“I haven’t taken you to see our planet yet, and you haven’t moved into my castle.”

“Castle?”

“Mm-hmm.”

It sounded kinda cool. Su Xin had only lived in villas before, never in a castle.

Master Fourteen, we’re really counting on you this time.

【No problem, serving the host to the best of my ability is what this lowly one should do.】

The new president was chosen after more than ten days of campaigning. During the inauguration ceremony, the new president looked energetic and seemed like a righteous person.

Su Xin had met this person before. A few days ago, this person was still having a video call with Renee, showing a very respectful attitude towards her.

“Won’t you regret not being president? I thought you’d want that.”

“That was indeed my goal before, but not anymore.”

“Huh?”

“That was what I thought was most important before, but now I have something else.”

“What?”

Su Xin and Renee’s eyes met, the icy coldness in those eyes when dealing with others had already melted into warm water, overflowing and radiating gentleness.

The meaning was self-evident.

Su Xin couldn’t help but marvel at how quickly the General’s skills had improved. A few days ago, she was still clueless, but now she could easily say flirtatious words.

Su Xin covered her eyes with her palm, and a kiss fell on Renee’s lips.

“General, I think you’re trying to seduce me.”

“Yes.”

Renee’s beautifully shaped lips curved into an arc, letting out a smiling response.

Clothes were naturally tangled on the floor, who cares if it’s daytime.

Renee was becoming more and more active in bed, Su Xin felt like she had taught a disciple who now starves the master (meaning: the student has surpassed the teacher), because Renee had better stamina than her.

In the midst of passion, Su Xin felt something cold being cuffed around her wrists, the crisp sound jolted her awake.

That was the sound of handcuffs being locked on, Su Xin was a professional assassin, which was her occupation, her identity was highly confidential and wouldn’t be wanted by the police, but that doesn’t mean she hadn’t heard this sound before, in fact, she was very sensitive to it.

“Renee, what are you doing?”

Su Xin looked at her cuffed hands, repeatedly chanting in her mind that she’s now a soldier not an assassin, a soldier not an assassin, a soldier not an assassin.

Damn it, she’s an assassin.

Renee didn’t answer her, just looked her up and down with a very affectionate and gentle gaze, her fingertips tracing over the red beads obsessively, with a drowning seductive meaning.

Su Xin laughed, what, playing forced play (BDSM) with her?

Her hands were bound, no problem, her legs could still move.

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