Chapter 1713 - Chapter 973

Shang Yanwen pushed open the blast door and walked into the circular office. Inside, engineers from the Shadow-eating Clan were kneeling as they adjusted the environment system. The screech of air filters drowned out the minute instructions from the Spirit Race adjusting the parameters. His new terminal, remodeled from an Obsidian Altar, had a touchscreen marred by unknown biological scratches. The moment the interface was activated, eight hundred surveillance windows unfolded on the curved screen: Spirit Race porters at Port Seven were hauling two-ton reactor components uphill, the chain collars around their necks leaving purple marks; soldiers of the surrender faction were being whipped with laser whips on the training field; in the Blood People laboratory, a pale Alien physician was demonstrating to a human technician how to open the Kane Crystal casing.