Stars See Me [Interstellar] | Chapter 135 | Echoes of a Lost Timeline | Novela.app

What exactly happened back then? What would happen in the future? He didn't know, and for the time being, there was no way to find out. After some thought, Lei Ting directly set aside the question of whether he had transmigrated or been reborn. He also temporarily stopped pondering what kind of threat the "Emperor" had faced and whether that threat was related to the "Enemy" his future self would face ten years later—questions that were currently impossible to answer. "Who is the 'Enemy'?" he asked, posing the simplest and most direct question. "I don't know," Shane replied succinctly. "Information regarding the 'Enemy' seems to be very dangerous; it appears extremely blurred in my memory." "Besides yourself, is it possible there are other regressors?" Lei Ting asked again. "I think it's unlikely. Those on our side who were close at the time... it seems their mental strength either couldn't withstand the turbulence of rebirth, or they were already dead. As for the enemy... for some reason, my instinct tells me it's 'impossible'." Shane spoke thoughtfully, then suddenly realized something. "'Besides myself'? You..." —Was 'Solar Star' not a regressor? Then how did he know so many things he shouldn't know under normal circumstances? "Tell me other information you know," Lei Ting said, having no intention of discussing the specifics of rebirth with him. "The part about the future upheaval. Also, who was the one mentally controlling you 'last time'?" "That..." Shane realized that the man before him might not be a regressor, at least not in the same way he was. But that didn't stop the other from knowing certain things, nor did it affect his trust in 'Solar Star'. As long as one stood on the same side, staying by 'Solar Star's' side was roughly equivalent to entering a safe zone in a game—this was the consensus among everyone, friend and foe alike, during 'those years'. "...It was Hemuer. The current Commander of the Seventh Legion, Hemuer." Shane answered with a soft sigh. Mentioning this man brought up complex emotions. "'Last time', at this point, he was already competing for the position of Vice Speaker..." Hemuer... Why is it always you whenever such problems arise, Commander of the Seventh Legion? Lei Ting's brow furrowed slightly. From Shane's mental ripples, he was certain the other was telling the truth—or at least, the other believed he was telling the truth. But here was the problem: although the Federal Vice Speaker position allowed for re-election and was not a lifetime appointment, the terms of Upton and Angye were not yet over. Why would Hemuer be 'competing for the position of Vice Speaker' at this time 'last time'? "Who died?" Lei Ting asked. "Upton Angye," Shane said. "The specific cause is unknown; that was classified information." Angye... was already dead at this point 'last time'? Lei Ting's brow remained tightly knit as he asked further, "What was I doing back then?" "Fighting," Shane said. "The Galactic Total War." "..." A completely expected answer. Lei Ting's eye twitched as he asked a crucial question: "What was 'Starflow' doing then? Helping the Resistance expand their influence?" If Angye, the man who had been keeping a constant eye on him, was dead, then Evenhale should have... "Indeed... but later, he died," Shane said softly. "He died by your hand." Died... ... Died by Lei Ting's own hand?! "Impossible!" Lei Ting's pupils constricted in shock as he blurted out a denial. How could he possibly kill Evenhale? That was absolutely impossible! Seeing him like this, Shane also recalled the few encounters he'd had with 'Starflow' as an enemy 'last time', and a trace of sorrow flickered in his eyes. "At that time... 'Starflow's' mind had been corrupted, Your Eminence Solar Star... "You... were helping your former friend find release." —In the previous life, even as an enemy, Shane had to admit that Evenhale was an impressive... seemingly cold but kind-hearted man. Shane had once been escorted by him to a distant location after being captured by the Resistance. Though it was called an 'escort', it was actually a form of protection. Shane had seen and remembered everything that happened on that journey, including Evenhale's interactions with him and others. Although the final result was 'Solar Star' descending from the sky and 'Starflow' being forced to flee wounded, the deep impression the latter left on him was the reason why, later on, when faced with the Resistance's help and contact during a disastrous mission, his first reaction hadn't been one of rejection. And after that... —Federation, this grandpa isn't playing with you anymore!! Shane recalled those days at the Resistance base, his emotional fluctuations briefly becoming intense, revealing a strong sense of euphoria and anticipation to Lei Ting. But a moment later, thinking of Evenhale's end 'last time', his mood plummeted again. "...Because of the shattering of the 'Heavenly Eye', 'Starflow's' mind always had a vulnerability. After that injury, he began to be corrupted and eroded, and the pollution deepened repeatedly through the battles he was forced to fight." Shane's brow furrowed as he sighed for the death of a warrior he deeply respected. "His memories began to blur, his body began to mutate, and his temperament grew increasingly cold and violent. Yet, he never lost his personal dignity or reason, until the chaotic entity of the 'Comist' mother plant arrived during a war. "In that war, a black-red strain parasitized him, and he suffered severe Ethereal pollution..." ……………… ………… …… …… "Evenhale Kang!!" A woman in a doctor's uniform slammed a stack of paper documents onto the table. "—What is going on with your condition!" "...It's nothing." Evenhale, sitting by the window reading a book, silently averted his gaze, pretending he hadn't seen the row of abnormal indicators on the papers. "Haven't I always been like this?" "..." The female doctor was so angry she laughed. "Fine, I won't ask how you managed to wreck yourself like this for now. Does Mr. Kang have anything to say about why there's a temporary mark on his body?" "Just the normal sex life of an adult," Evenhale said without looking up, crossing his legs and flipping a page on his datapad. "An Alpha's mark on an Omega affects one's personal will!!" the female doctor shouted irritably. "Big brother, you do realize you're a wanted Federal fugitive, right?!" "I know, which is why it's not a permanent mark—and even if it were, it couldn't control me," Evenhale said nonchalantly. "It's just the control of hormones and desire; it doesn't even have a thousandth of the cruelty of my family." "..." The female doctor choked. —Indeed, Evenhale Kang was one of the hardest people in the world to mentally control, even if his soul was so shattered. Because from childhood to adulthood, he had grown up within the most terrifying form of mental control—molding and torture in the name of 'love'. The female doctor let out a long sigh. "But, Even," she said, "if you get too close to someone inside the Federation, if you expose your identity..." "It's already exposed," Evenhale said. "What?!!!" This time, the female doctor's pleasant voice rose to a near-piercing pitch. "What did you say????" "I said, he already knows I am 'Starflow', that I am 'Evenhale Kang'." The blond man leaned back in his chair. "No need to be surprised, he..." "How could Ani not be surprised!" A voice came from the direction of the door. A tall, white-haired figure strode into the recovery room, his flexible red-and-green prosthetic eye staring fixedly at Evenhale. "Even, you said you would protect yourself!" "I did protect myself—at least, the person who marked me will never casually speak of this. It might mean nothing to him, but it would be a blow to the stability within the Federation." Evenhale put down the datapad, his lips twitching slightly as he looked up at the Medical Chief and the Resistance leader before him. "Ani, Solo, you don't need to worry." "You trust your judgment of character that much?" Solo frowned, one arm around Ani's shoulder as he stared at Evenhale. "Didn't I judge you two quite accurately back then?" The blond man clasped his hands. He knew what Solo's next question would be. "Then..." Solo indeed spoke, his face alight with a mischievous, winking expression. "Then that lover of yours, is it possible for him to join us?" "Ah..." Ani rolled her eyes to the heavens. "Here we go again, here we go again." "What do you mean 'here we go again'?" Solo preached earnestly. "This is called winning over every force that can be won over! Let our comrades increase and our enemies decrease, replacing the pain of destruction with construction and hope—this is the only path to final victory!" "So that's how you've spent these years poaching talents from every field of the Federation and every disillusioned person you could find?" Ani remarked dryly. "I have to say, the vision you sell is truly appealing; even I was poached by you from the Federal Research Institute. Tell me, who's your next target?" "Cen Yan," Solo said without a second thought. "You actually have a target!!" Ani was shocked. "Of course. I've already done the investigation. Although this person's current state is very unstable and he's fitted with controllers all over his body, he is indeed very capable and used to have a strong spirit of struggle." Solo spread his hands. "Sending a medical scientist to the battlefield is a waste of his talents... so I've decided to contact him and see how things are. Since he seems to be staying on the Ringworld for now, I can naturally bypass 'Solar Star's' gaze... that shouldn't be a problem, right?" "No problem, no problem." Evenhale and Ani both nodded in agreement. Then, the former stood up from his chair. "You two talk, I'm going to wash my clothes..." "Wait, Even," Solo Morgan reached out to stop Evenhale's arm. "So, who exactly is the person who marked you? Based on your itinerary... he's either in the Capital Star System or on the Ringworld, right?" "It would be very hard to poach him..." Evenhale's expression turned a bit strange. "The size of our territory and... the exchange conditions for similar talents might not be very appealing to him..." "Hmm?" This time, Ani also looked up. "What kind of talent is he?" "Uh..." Evenhale pondered for a moment. "...A combat-type superpowered individual, and a mecha pilot. Moreover... he also has significant capabilities in military mechanical engineering design and manufacturing, as well as military command." "Of course, for the latter, I only know that his theoretical knowledge is very strong." "What was that?" As soon as he finished speaking, two more people poked their upper bodies in from either side of the door. "Aren't we always lacking those kinds of talents? If his ideology is sound, we must recruit him! So who is it exactly?" "'Solar Star'," Evenhale said helplessly. "........." ...In that moment, the previously bustling scene suddenly went dead silent. "Don't doubt it, it's exactly the 'Solar Star' you're thinking of—I told you, it would be very hard