031 From Abandoned House to Imperial Chancellor
In the VIP cabin of the Sacred Falcon Class Battlecruiser, Bai Zhongqi slouched in the comfortable magnetic levitation chair, kicking his legs back and forth on the floor, feeling utterly content. It was similar to playing with an office chair on wheels, but the magnetic levitation chair had no friction and moved effortlessly through space.
For Bai Zhongqi, everything on the Iridium Star Warship was novel and interesting. However, he hadn't forgotten his sense of urgency—if he couldn't actually gain control over what was called the Supreme Command, then he would really have to rely on bluffing to control the fleet. If his luck was bad and he made a mistake, he might end up dead without a burial place.