Starting from the Planetary Governor

Galaraldo felt that, although the Divine Power had left him, the Divine Emperor was still watching over him.

Whenever he faced desperate situations, he always managed to survive by the skin of his teeth. This was the best proof.

Inside Hell's Abyss, his final gamble allowed him to escape from there; at this moment, when he was about to be overwhelmed by dozens of plague-ridden corpses, rescue arrived just in time!

The timing was even so good that he began to feel somewhat suspicious.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

However, he quickly dismissed these concerns.

After the surrounding plague-ridden corpses were eliminated, Galaraldo saw a group of elite soldiers clad in exoskeletal armor and carrying laser guns approaching from the darkness.

The dozen pairs of goggles faintly glowing red in the dark seemed icy cold yet also oddly comforting.

Behind these elite soldiers, someone he knew was striding forward.

It was Gu Hang.

His heart quickly recalled the scenes of them fighting side by side.

Back then, Gu Hang had shown powerful Spiritual Energy abilities.

He found nothing wrong with Gu Hang hiding his true strength before. It was standard practice.

And such a strong Spiritual Energy user could naturally sense the intense Subspace fluctuations when he escaped Hell's Abyss and come over. That was perfectly valid.

After all, he himself did not know how long he had been unconscious since ripping through the veil of reality and returning.

He guessed it couldn't have been a short time, enough for Gu Hang to have found him.

As he thought this, he smiled and opened his arms toward the approaching Gu Hang.

He could tell that Gu Hang appeared a bit astonished for a moment, seemingly unsure why he was so enthusiastic.

That was normal.

Without going through what he had been through, how could one understand his gratitude towards Gu Hang?

He embraced Gu Hang with all his might.

"You are the most reliable person, my friend."

His words were heartfelt and sincere.

He felt he had never before had someone so reliable. Even his own colleagues had their fair share of deceit.

But Gu Hang... Galaraldo had clearly wronged him at the beginning, yet he was willing to rescue him without bearing a grudge.

He even felt ashamed of his previous actions!

He resolved to do everything possible in the future to make up for it all!

...

"What is this? What the hell is this? Ah? Why isn't he dead? My brother is dead, why isn't he dead?!"

During a secret gathering on Flying Wing Star, upon hearing the news from Korolya III, Pei Desi remained sullen throughout.

Until this moment, he finally couldn't hold back and erupted in rage!

His eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted with a neurotic smile: "Because of him, how much chaos has the Star Sector gone through? When he got into trouble, from the Star Sector to the Star Domain to the Cosmos Domain, everything was thrown into total disarray, and my brother and Akuna had to die because of it!"

"Now, months after the people meant to die with him are gone, you tell me he's alive?!"

"My brother died like a joke! This is a damn joke!"

Everyone else present fell silent as the grave.

They understood Pei Desi's emotions quite well; in fact, they felt similarly.

Even though it wasn't their own kin who died, the former leader Pei Desi was their leader. Under his lead, they had controlled many of the powers within the Tianma Star Sector.

He was a standard, their backbone.

Its collapse caused an unprecedented impact.

If before this, they had felt that the death of the head of the Pei Desi was inevitable, a helpless fact, now with Galaraldo clearly not dead and even rescued, it had turned utterly into a joke.

Anger, resentment, absurdity... While the others did not show it as clearly as Pei Desi did, their emotions were unanimous, with some even occasionally echoing the sentiment.

However, at the end, a single sentence from Pei Desi silenced everyone,

"If he hasn't died, we'll help him along!"

The crowd exchanged glances.

Could such words even be spoken?

To grumble and curse in private is one thing,

But to think of assassination when he's not dead?

And to want the major investigative teams to come and stir up trouble in the Tianma Star Sector again?

"Alright, that's enough,"

a short man with long hair interrupted Pei Desi's rant.

He was one of the 'two Ivans' in the Tianma Star Sector, the soon-to-be leader of the Star Sector, Ivan Martinelli.

Pei Desi abruptly turned his head, his gaze sharp enough to cut.

The man who spoke remained calmly eye to eye with him.

Pei Desi's chest heaved with effort.

Martinelli sighed and said, "We all understand your feelings, and indeed, we all share the same sentiments. But don't talk nonsense here." Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

After a pause, he continued, "Our enemy now is Fatches, not that War Apostle. That's a plague god; we need to get rid of him quickly. We can't afford to let this situation escalate."

"So we just let it go?"

Martinelli countered, "What else can we do?"

"The Solar Expedition has definitely run into trouble, we could..."

"That's not our business to handle!" Martinelli scolded, "I warn you, don't act rashly! Whatever happens with the Solar Expedition, that's a battlefield in the empire's high-level power struggle, not for us to meddle in! Don't think that just because you're someone important on a planet or in a Star Sector, you're really something special. A grain of sand blown over from the imperial political stage becomes a mountain pressing down on us!"

...

"As heavy as Mt. Tai indeed..."

At that moment, on Korolya III, another Ivan was also feeling reflective.

He had no troubles.

To him, and to the Fatches Family, whether Galaraldo had been missing before or now found, they had gained significantly from it.

If this hadn't happened, the Star Sector wouldn't have been in chaos, and how would there be an opportunity?

Gu Hang sat in front of Ivan Fatches, sipping tea.

This stuff was a delicacy, produced only by three planets of the Fatches family in the current Tianma Star Sector.

Gu Hang did hold some nostalgia for its slightly bitter taste with a sweet aftertaste.

Ivan Fatches observed Gu Hang's expression and then said with a hint of regret, "Gu, you should have kept Mr. Galaraldo around; his participation would have added more shine to my inauguration ceremony."

Gu Hang set down the teacup and said with a smile, "I thought the same, unfortunately, Mr. Galaraldo had some very important matters to attend to. He left in quite a hurry. However, there will be opportunities to meet in the future."

Thinking about the changes that plague god had brought to the Tianma Star Sector over the past year, Ivan Fatches shuddered and couldn't help saying,

"Never mind, never mind... The War Apostle has too many things to busy himself with, best not to disturb him."

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I passed out last night...

But I'll definitely make up for what's owed!