Chapter 477: Chapter 475: Whose Path Did He Block?

The piercing sound seemed to bore right through one’s Spirit Sea.

The moment Mo Chen clutched his head, he quickly squatted, took out a vial of medicine, and injected it into his body.

He then put on a pair of audio-blocking earbuds.

Once the feeling subsided, he quickly filed a report: [Anomaly in Cell 10.]

After a long, hard look at the door to Cell 10, Mo Chen withdrew.

He then gave his orders. "Keep a close eye on Cell 10. Notify me of any unusual activity."

"Yes, Sir!"

...

Half a month later, Jiang Qin’s album was finally released.

Her music was once again playing on a constant loop in every street and alley; no matter where you went, you could hear her voice.

The prison’s sound system finally had new music to play as well.

After all, the inmates—that bunch of lunatics—had been clamoring for a while. They were sick of hearing the same songs every day and threatened to go crazy if they didn’t get new music soon.

The threatened prison guards could only feel aggrieved.

The male in Cell 3 listened to the new song, humming along:

"Those painful memories fall on the soil of spring,

Nourishing the earth to bloom in the next flowered season.

In the wind, your tears drop, drop, drop into memory..."

When Mo Chen came by to distribute the nutrient liquid, he thought the man inside sang quite well.

"Sir, do you know the woman who sings this? It feels like a lot of good songs come from this same voice."

"I don’t."

"Is that so? I assumed you’d know her, Sir. After all, with a voice like that, you can just tell the woman’s a great beauty.

For someone of your status, becoming her partner should be easy, wouldn’t you think?"

Mo Chen didn’t know what Number 3 meant by bringing this up. ’Is he testing me, or just asking casually?’

Though he wasn’t sure what Number 3 was scheming, he answered anyway.

"A man in my position would never have a partner. If I did, how could I have been assigned to a place like this?"

"That’s true. HAHAHA! To end up here with us lunatics, you must be an outcast yourself, Sir.

Sometimes I really think you males are idiots. The Federation treats you like dogs, yet not only do you wag your tails, you even guard their gates with your lives.

Hee hee... you’re even more pathetic than us lunatics."

Mo Chen had heard Number 3’s provocations thousands of times and remained unfazed.

He calmly moved on to the next window.

When the small window of Cell 4 opened, he saw a single golden eye.

Stunned for a moment, Mo Chen’s tone turned cold as he ordered the inmate to step back.

The Beastman inside retreated, but he let out a cryptic laugh. "Sir, I’d advise you not to leave here today, you know~

Otherwise, you might just die. Hehehe~"

Mo Chen frowned and continued his rounds.

Even after he’d finished his distribution at Cell 9, he couldn’t figure out what Number 4’s words meant.

He stared for a moment at Cell 10 at the end of the corridor.

’Number 10 has certainly been acting abnormally lately, but I can’t imagine how he could possibly break out of such a tightly controlled lockdown.’

Unable to figure it out, Mo Chen decided to put it out of his mind.

’Worst case, I just end up standing guard all night for nothing.’

***

Upon its release, the album became an explosive hit.

Advertisers and film and television production crews once again came knocking, begging for collaborations.

This time, Jiang Qin didn’t refuse them all. Instead, she was selective and accepted two advertising contracts.

One was for qipaos, and the other was for Tang suits.

She had handpicked these two companies as partners. One was connected to the Federation government, and the other to the Empire’s.

Essentially, her main goal was to play fair and give equal attention to both sides.

The ads for both companies could be filmed online.

So, she opted to shoot them directly on the Star Network.

She modeled one stylish outfit after another, each one exuding its own unique charm on her.

When the ads were released, they sparked another craze for traditional, vintage-style clothing.

Gradually, more and more women appeared on the streets wearing qipaos or long, traditional-style dresses.

The shipping dates for pre-orders were already scheduled out to three months later.

Netizens were online every day, begging anyone who’d managed to get their hands on the clothes to sell them.

And the men now had their own long, robe-style clothing as well.

The Federation company chose Cang Hong as its male spokesperson, so Jiang Qin did a photoshoot with him in a 1920s-inspired style.

She selected a few photos to post on the Star Network, drawing a wave of excited screams:

[They’re such a perfect match! It feels like destiny...]

[Does anyone understand how I feel? My favorite singer married my favorite singer-songwriter, and they’re still giving us sweet moments after marriage. This is an absolute feast for us shippers!]

[I already loved qipaos, but now I love them even more.]

[I’m dragging my partners to do a matching photoshoot right now!!]

[Just sell it to me! I’m not short on money! I’m going to buy the entire collection from this theme, but the problem is, you have to actually sell them!!]

[Exactly! You knew you hired Qin Bao as the spokesperson, so why didn’t you prepare more stock? Did you underestimate the power of us Jiang Fan?]

The company, being frantically hounded to ship more products, was in a pitiful state.

The craftsmanship for these qipaos was far more complex than for Combat Suits, and the company’s business model was focused on high-quality, limited-run items.

That’s why it was impossible for them to prepare a large inventory.

As for the accusation that they hadn’t anticipated the power of the Jiang Fan, that was completely unfair.

What they hadn’t anticipated was being able to hire Jiang Qin for the endorsement in the first place!!

After all, it wasn’t the first time their company had sent an invitation to Jiang Qin, but her team had always refused in the past.

Her suddenly agreeing to be the spokesperson for the "Twelve Hours" collection had been a huge surprise to them as well.

Hence the current stock shortage.

And the other company, the one making Tang suits, was having the exact same problem.

The male spokesperson they’d hired was Long Hao.

She and Long Hao had also shot a series of traditional-style photos with a powerful, destined-lovers theme.

The moment the photos were released, their stock levels became critical.

They were being tagged like crazy by everyone and could only do their best to appease the masses.

...

Just as Jiang Qin was climbing the trending charts, people discovered another topic that had, in just half an hour, knocked hers from the top.

#Breaking! Massive Riot on Prison Star Five Nights Ago#

#Admiral Mo Chen Quells Unrest After Deployment to Prison Star#

#Why Are These Deranged Criminals Only Imprisoned, Not Executed?#

#If These Criminals Escape, Who Will Pay the Price?#

The headlines were, one after another, utterly shocking.

Generally, minor disturbances on Prison Star aren’t reported. For this to make the news, one could only imagine how massive the riot must have been.

[Why is an incident from five days ago only being exposed today?]

[Is that even a question? Of course the higher-ups wanted to keep us in the dark!]

[Mo Chen’s luck is terrible. He goes to the battlefield and gets hit with a beast tide. He goes to Prison Star and gets hit with a planned inmate uprising.]

[Seriously awful luck. Don’t you think someone might be targeting him? After all, he’s young, powerful, and wildly popular with the public.]

[Now that you mention it, that’s very possible. After all, our Federation’s Chancellor is elected by popular vote.

The current Chancellor’s term is up in three years, right?]

[Tsk, tsk. When you put it that way, I wonder whose path he’s blocking? Sooo hard to guess~~]