The door was gently knocked, and after a crisp and pleasant sound of a metal gate opening, a beautiful woman with a dignified demeanor and a calm expression walked in.
"Commander, the data you requested has all been compiled and placed on the storage disk," the woman said calmly, placing a finely crafted folder with gold-patterned edges, the size of a 32mo book, onto the desk, and then turned to leave.
Xing Chen slightly opened his eyes, glanced at the woman, and asked in a low voice, "Are you new? What's your name?"
The woman stopped at the doorway, turned back with composure, lowered her gaze to the ground, and replied in a soft but steady tone, "Fang Yue Dailian. I joined the Frontline Strategic Department a week ago."
Xing Chen nodded and waved for her to leave.
No matter what kind of woman it was, upon meeting Xing Chen for the first time, their aura would become disturbed, showing emotions like jealousy, envy, admiration, or excitement. Xing Chen had seen it all.
But this woman, Fang Yue Dailian, had shown no change in her aura from the moment she first saw Xing Chen.
Xing Chen stood up, pried a thumb-sized storage disk from the center of the folder, and swiped it across the holographic system. The internal files were then displayed on the holographic system.
The files within the storage disk were organized very neatly, with clear categorization of types, and even some obscure data had been annotated by her.
Admittedly, many files were not correctly annotated, but for a newcomer to achieve this much was already excellent.
"Fang Yue Dailian..." Xing Chen murmured, "It's necessary to investigate."
Fang Yue Dailian, after leaving Xing Chen's lounge, let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.
This was her first time meeting the highest commander of the Xing Chen Army up close. The opportunity was extremely rare, and her heart was filled with excitement. But she knew she had to remain steady, and she had to catch his attention.
The data she gave to Xing Chen was not secret or important; even ordinary soldiers could access it.
However, Dailian had to organize it perfectly, precisely so that the commander would remember her at a glance.
As long as she could make him remember her, her future work would be very smooth.
She had no backup of this document, nor had she revealed it to her superiors.
She could not arouse suspicion, especially the suspicion of Mu Ye Xing Chen, who was known as the smartest person in the Black Star Empire.
Having been in the Black Star Empire for nearly a year, and it having been nearly half a year since she was almost exposed, these past six months had been full of ups and downs and peril for her.
Fortunately, she succeeded, even more successfully than she had imagined.
This was due to her own efforts, and the assistance of her comrades. But more importantly, luck!
Six months ago, at the oath-taking ceremony of the Xing Chen Army, after a mysterious man rescued her from the main conference room, she and her comrades had been on the run.
Coincidentally, the supreme commander of the Great Black Star Empire had mysteriously died at that time, throwing all of Black Star's intelligence departments into chaos, leaving them no time to deal with this suspicious woman.
With divine assistance, the Xing Chen Army was recruiting heavily at that time for the invasion of Xian Xia. She joined the Xing Chen Army's Frontline Strategy Bureau with her excellent personal capabilities.
After entering the Xing Chen Army's Frontline Strategy Bureau, her identity was kept confidential, and those intelligence personnel who wanted to investigate her could no longer approach her.
It wasn't until yesterday, when she skillfully maneuvered a colleague responsible for organizing documents out of the way, that she obtained this opportunity to meet Mu Ye Xing Chen in person.
Walking back to her post, Fang Yue Dailian's heart was extremely calm: "I must strive for a position closer to Mu Ye Xing Chen and gain his trust. Only then will my work be easier to carry out. Fu Yafang, you must remain vigilant at all times!"
Fu Yafang, codenamed "Qing Lian," alias Fang Yue Dailian, served in the Xing Chen Army's Frontline Strategy Bureau as an ordinary clerk. But her true identity was an overseas agent of the Wuxian City Intelligence Bureau of Xian Xia.
At the young age of 21, she had already become the agent closest to the core level of the Xing Chen Army within the Wuxian City Intelligence Bureau.
Of course, even within the dangerous enemy territory, she had not forgotten her boyfriend, Liu Feng.
Whenever it was late at night, before falling asleep, she would always recall Liu Feng's sunny smile as he saved her.
Liu Feng's smile had even become a light in her heart, constantly warming her, allowing her to maintain vigorous combat readiness and vigilance in the cold and ruthless environment.
Even when facing Mu Ye Xing Chen's astonishingly beautiful face, Fu Yafang felt no stirrings in her heart.
She knew that even if this man in front of her was as beautiful as an immortal, he was still a cold-blooded executioner who killed without batting an eye, and not worth falling for.
In fact, Fu Yafang had even considered killing him just now.
However, facing this supremely intelligent person, she could not act rashly.
Although Mu Ye Xing Chen had not looked at her in the lounge just now, Fu Yafang knew that beyond her line of sight, he had already seen her completely.
If she had shown the slightest lack of composure just now, she would now be a cold corpse.
When sparring with a master, even the slightest movement, a trivial word, or even a very subtle psychological activity could arouse suspicion or even lead to death.
Even if the path ahead was full of thorns and traps, Fu Yafang was confident she could complete this mission.
At the age of eight, her IQ test score reached 127, and she was subsequently recruited and trained in secret by the Wuxian City Intelligence Bureau.
After eight years of secret training, sixteen-year-old Fu Yafang began to carry out missions. By the time she left Wuxian City last year, she had successfully completed dozens of missions.
If she hadn't met Liu Feng, Fu Yafang firmly believed she would never have fallen in love with anyone.
Emotions, for intelligence personnel, were a burden and a hindrance.
Indulging in romance would make one overlook danger.
Just a few months ago, Fu Yafang risked her life to send a safety message to her boyfriend in Xian Xia through her superior.
Just a single word, "An" (safe), had attracted the attention of two Black Star agents.
If it weren't for her comrade Huang Yaohui quickly killing them, Fu Yafang would surely be dead by now.
After that incident, Fu Yafang became even more ruthless, suppressing her love even deeper within her heart.
However, despite all her calculations, Fu Yafang had underestimated Mu Ye Xing Chen's abilities.
He was someone who had clawed his way up from the lowest hell of Black Star. His cold-bloodedness surpassed anyone's understanding, and he would not let any suspicion go.
Even if Fu Yafang had behaved perfectly, in Mu Ye Xing Chen's mind, she had already become a suspicious person.
The moment Fu Yafang confidently and calmly returned to her workstation, the Xing Chen Army's Intelligence Department had already begun to secretly review her files.
At this moment, Mu Ye Xing Chen was gazing at a small holographic battlefield sand table in front of him.
Countless red and brown dots danced on the sand table.
His eyes were lazy, and his slender fingers glided elegantly through the air. The sand table, several meters away, changed positions as his fingers moved.
He was like a god controlling a planet, the lives of tens or hundreds of thousands of people resting on his whim.
When the sand table slid to the scene of Xian Xia City, Mu Ye Xing Chen stopped his finger movements, lowered his head, and quietly looked at Xian Xia City.
Scenes from the past flickered through his mind.
A thin little boy, barefoot, desperately running across an endless Gobi Desert, looking back as he ran, his eyes filled with terror.
And the reason for his terror was the magnificent Xian Xia City in the far distance.
And the mechs that flew out from Xian Xia City, chasing him.
Mu Ye Xing Chen clenched his fist tightly, his eyes cold and sharp, staring at the sand table, and said in a low voice, "Xian Xia, it's time to pay your debt."