His Match Is an Interstellar Monster

Chapter 09: Blind Date Matching

Chapter 09: Blind Date Matching

In the VIP room of the auction house, Deken and several of his subordinates, surprised and eager, couldn't wait to repeatedly confirm with Xiao Sa:

"Are you really willing to help us? You're not toying with us, are you?"

Xiao Sa nodded. "But you need to tell me where my gemstone necklace has been sent first. I definitely need to get my belongings back."

Broken Peak said, "We were formerly part of the Imperial military. The channels for obtaining starships and weapons are controlled by certain Imperial officials. Your necklace is most likely on the Empire's Central Star right now. I need more time to determine its exact location."

Xiao Sa thought for a moment and said, "Alright, if you agree to help me with a few things, I’ll sell you the remaining inhibitors."

"You..." Broken Peak looked at him suspiciously, his beast legs no longer able to support him. He staggered and fell back heavily onto the sofa. The dagger was taken from his hand by Deken.

"Boss, don't do anything stupid!" Deken brought over the two high-concentration B-grade inhibitors. "Quickly take a dose."

Broken Peak shook his head and pushed his hand away. "Don't waste it."

Inhibitors are a daily essential, and the more severe the mental pollution, the more frequently they need to be used. D-grade inhibitors are the cheapest, and there is a significant price gap between different concentrations. Low-concentration inhibitors can be bought for just around a hundred star coins, serving as a form of social stability for the lower class.

C-grade inhibitors are worth ten times more. For those below 50% concentration, using them sparingly was affordable for the working class, and the Royal Mentalist Association thus made an unimaginable fortune from them.

Since A-grade and special-grade inhibitors were completely monopolized by the privileged class and rarely circulated in the market, B-grade inhibitors became precious. Especially high-concentration B-grade inhibitors, even at the exorbitant price of tens of thousands per vial, would be snapped up instantly, becoming a luxury consumable for the middle and upper classes.

However, given the severity of Broken Peak's injuries, even a 90% concentration B-grade dose would be utterly ineffective. Only A-grade or above would have any effect. He had intended to keep these two B-grade doses to save his brothers in the future.

Deken, with red eyes and unwilling to face reality, kept pushing the inhibitors into his hand.

Xiao Sa calmly said, "It would indeed be a waste for him."

Hearing this, Deken and the other small team leaders, who were extremely loyal to Broken Peak, immediately got angry. "Mr. Alpha, what do you mean? Even though we’re asking for your help, if you’re unwilling, please don’t insult our boss!"

Xiao Sa ignored their glares and slowly said, "I meant, I might be able to try and cleanse his mental pollution."

"Please don’t... Wait, what did you just say?" Deken was stunned for a moment, his eyes wide like saucers, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

A healer’s spiritual entity is extremely unique, whose sole purpose is to cleanse mental pollution. However, it requires both parties to fully open their mental spheres to each other, making the process highly dangerous.

If the healer has any malicious intent, the patient might end up either demented or dead on the spot. Few healers would be willing to take on such a risk.

The others also looked suspicious. Broken Peak frowned and said, "Sir, I know you are a spiritual healer, but my spiritual body has already completely collapsed. My legs have fully turned into beast limbs, and this level of contamination has long been irreversible."

"Even if you were a high-ranking healer, you still couldn't cure me!"

After speaking, Broken Peak was slightly out of breath, and his expression remained displeased. "If you want us to do something for you, that's fine, as long as it doesn't require the brothers to fight with their lives on the line. As long as it's within our capabilities, we'll do our best."

"But if you're trying to deceive me with empty promises, sir, you should leave."

Given Xiao Sa’s youthful appearance, he seemed unreliable. Back when he was in the military, Broken Peak had seen imperial healers and had never heard of one who had such formidable combat prowess.

Seeing they didn't believe him, Xiao Sa wasn't angry. He casually shrugged. "If I wanted to harm you, I could've just made you pay for it with your life earlier. Why go through all this trouble?"

"Besides, aren't you already beyond saving? So why not give it a try? It’s a last-ditch effort."

His words, though blunt, made some sense...

The room fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at Broken Peak. After much internal struggle, Deken tugged at his leader’s sleeve and whispered, "Chief, maybe we should let this Alpha sir try?"

Even if it’s just grasping at the last straw of hope!

Broken Peak licked his dry, cracked lips, still somewhat resistant. As a man who lived on the edge of the blade, he had long become indifferent to life and death, but he valued his dignity more than his life.

Opening his mind completely to a stranger would mean putting himself entirely at the mercy of another. If the other party harbored any ill intent, even seeking death would become impossible. How could he bear such a thing?

Xiao Sa had already grown tired of wasting time with them. He rose from the sofa, dusting off his cloak. "If you really don't want to, then so be it. I can’t guarantee you’ll survive anyway. You can just endure it like this and maybe last a few more days."

Though his words were truthful, they were far from pleasant to hear. Deken and the others didn’t dare to talk back anymore, but their eyes reflected deep sorrow.

Unexpectedly, those words stirred the last bit of resolve in Broken Peak. He gritted his teeth and nodded. "Alright, Alpha sir, please treat my useless body as a dead horse and give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll accept my fate and won't hold any grudge against you!"

Xiao Sa looked at him deeply, nodded, and under the extremely tense gaze of everyone present, slowly placed his hand on Broken Peak’s baihui point...

"Buzz—" An almost imperceptible spiritual field expanded instantly, enveloping both of them. Invisible spiritual threads spread down from Xiao Sa's fingertips and fully entered Broken Peak's open sea of consciousness...

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Central Star, the Imperial Palace.

A banquet was being held in the palace.

The court musicians played soothing dance music, and the banquet hall was filled with several hundred noble guests. They toasted and drank together, exchanging polite smiles and conversation, while the dance floor was filled with elegant swaying skirts.

As the hero of this celebration banquet, Landis wore a silver-gray formal military dress uniform with black knee-high boots. The fitted cut made his figure appear especially tall and athletic. Gold-woven striped ribbons fell from his left chest to his waist, gleaming brilliantly along with the medals on his chest.

Landis held a wine glass in his hand, his legs crossed as he sat in a corner sofa. The collar of his military uniform was buttoned to the very top, giving him a look of rigor and restraint.

He hadn’t touched the aged wine. He had never liked such social occasions, nor did he enjoy wasting his precious time on soft music.

The nobles who came to talk to him, each harboring various intentions, were deterred by Landis's cold attitude.

Caro popped a grape into his mouth and pointed to the dance floor, laughing. “Tonight’s banquet has many unmarried noble ladies and young masters waiting for you to ask for a dance.”

Landis’s ice-blue eyes carelessly swept across the various guests in the hall. He replied indifferently, “Not my concern.”

Caro sighed heavily and was about to persuade him further when Landis asked, “Did you find the person we were looking for last time?”

Caro shook his head. “I’ve investigated that particular planet. It’s a remote low-grade planet, with countless unregistered residents. None of the spaceports have any information on this person. The private ports mostly handle smugglers, making it difficult to investigate.”

“This person either used a fake identity or is still there. It will take time to find them.”

He paused before adding, “However, our men did stumble upon the whereabouts of the Broken Peak pirate group. Should we eliminate them completely?”

Landis was silent for a moment, a trace of pity for a fallen comrade appearing in his eyes. “Forget it. He probably doesn’t have many days to live. Let him live or die on his own, out of respect for our past comradeship.”

“What are you two chatting about?”

The two men looked up to see the third prince, Mao·Lenia, approaching gracefully. He was followed by a slim young man, about twenty, with fair and well-behaved features. His attire bore the emblem of the Lott family.

Prince Mao, a famous handsome man in the royal family, wore a shirt of pearl-embroidered silk. The cuffs were ornately layered ruffles, exuding an air of elegance and affability. His chestnut-red curls were particularly striking.

He sat down beside Landis, holding the young man’s hand.

“Landis, this is Vinci·Lott, the youngest son of the Lott family, twenty years old.”

Landis’s slightly cold gaze fell on Vinci, speaking concisely. “Pleased to meet you.”

Tall as he was, he looked down at the other even while seated. Under the pressure of his gaze, Vinci shrank a little, stammering, “Y-you… hello.”

The third prince smiled and said, "Admiral, you've startled young Master Vinci."

Landis withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Sorry, I'll switch to another couch to rest."

Vinci's smile froze. "..."

The third prince was momentarily speechless, his eyes turning to Caro, clearly asking, 'Is your commander usually like this?'

"Ahem," he coughed lightly, smiling. "Admiral Landis, the Lott family has already contacted you, but since they hadn't received a response, they asked me to pass along the message."

"Vinci's mental compatibility with you is as high as 89.9%. He is the top match according to Haino's arranged matchmaking system. Such a high compatibility is extremely rare, and given that the Lott family is a prestigious and renowned noble family of the empire, the two of you are highly compatible in every aspect."

Vinci had been cautiously sneaking glances at Landis. This wasn't the first time he had seen the admiral. Although Landis was known for his cold and dominant personality, his appearance was undeniably striking. He was the most influential figure among the younger generation in the military, with a high rank and a boundless future.

Being not very prominent in his own family, if he could marry someone like Landis, he would instantly become the most influential among the younger members of his family.

Landis toyed with the wine glass in his hand, his gaze sharp. After a long pause, he finally spoke. "I am thirty years old, and he hasn't even graduated from university yet. Third Prince, please forgive me, but I have no interest in taking care of children."

Vinci's face flushed red instantly, and in a moment of impulse, he blurted out, "Admiral, military personnel of your age, the higher the rank, the more likely their mental state is to deteriorate. Otherwise, Haino wouldn't have been arranging matchmaking for you constantly."

The remark was somewhat offensive, and Landis's expression turned cold instantly, his icy blue eyes locking onto Wenxi. His face was expressionless. "What do you mean?"

The atmosphere grew tense, and Vinci shuddered, already regretting his impulsiveness. Compared to Landis’s current demeanor, his earlier attitude seemed almost 'kind.'

Wenxi stammered nervously, "I, I mean, we have an 89.9% compatibility. There won't be a more suitable marriage partner for you than me."

Even if Landis refused, due to the high compatibility, Haino would still arrange a forced matchmaking between them.

Caro sighed inwardly. This was true. A 90% compatibility was exceedingly rare, and who knew how long they would have to wait. Their commander's mental state was more severe than most people realized, though Landis had always hidden it well.

Seeing that Landis hadn't said anything, the third prince took the opportunity to press further. "Vinci, why don't you send a matchmaking request to Haino right now? His Majesty the Emperor is also concerned about Admiral Landis’s marriage prospects, so I’m sure he won’t refuse."

Landis frowned slightly. "My affairs are my own to decide. There's no need for the third prince to worry."

Before Landis could finish speaking, Vinci had already quickly sent a matchmaking request.

He expected the other party to receive Haino's notification immediately, but instead, a message popped up on Vinci's personal terminal, a large rejection notice glaringly displayed on the projected screen.

"Since you are not currently the first-priority match for this individual, your matchmaking request has been rejected."

Vinci: "???" This is impossible! How could anyone have a higher compatibility than him?

The others, including Landis, were equally surprised.

Instinctively, Landis opened his own personal terminal and clicked on the matchmaking section, which he had blocked for a long time. To his surprise, the compatibility of the top match was clearly 100%!