"What do you an by ’should’?" Bentley’s cloudy old eyes flashed with brilliance, "Don’t you know him?"
"Boss isn’t obligated to tell these things," Flower Scorpion answered lazily.
The next mont, she realized her attitude might be a bit off, so she added, "Only this, he hasn’t taught ."
"Then ask him to teach you," Bentley looked at her, exasperated, "Do you know what he’s doing?"
Flower Scorpion shook her head, "I don’t know, the boss said not to teach it for now... Do you know what this is?"
"I don’t know," Bentley also shook his head, but there was a deeply hidden excitent in his old eyes.
"If he wants to teach you cultivation, don’t learn anything else, just learn this!"
Upon hearing this, Flower Scorpion looked at him suspiciously, "You’ve never been this enthusiastic with before, there’s surely a reason for it, isn’t there?"
Bentley thought for a mont, then answered seriously, "I suspect this is the fundantal cultivation skill... Saying more, you wouldn’t understand."
"I’ll practice whatever he gives ," Flower Scorpion answered lazily, "I trust he wouldn’t deceive ."
Bentley imdiately guessed her apprehension, "Are you worried I’m trying to extract cultivation thods from you?"
Of course! Flower Scorpion shook her head and spoke seriously, "The boss always emphasizes this: What’s suitable is the best."
"The suitable... is the best?" Bentley was actually stunned there.
His intelligence wasn’t low, and his age was plenty, but unfortunately, he’d been blinded by hatred for so many years.
Because he was wanted, he couldn’t get a thod specifically suitable for himself.
He was bitter about this, solely focused on how to obtain the most authoritative and formal cultivation thod.
It wasn’t until he heard these words that he had an epiphany, realizing that what he had been striving for might not necessarily be the most suitable!
He sighed softly, "No wonder he dared to say he could customize magic for , turns out he’s reached such a height?"
"Among the survivors, many understand this," Flower Scorpion replied nonchalantly.
What’s suitable for you is the best. Those who seek things they aren’t qualified to have usually co to a bad end.
She thought Bentley was purely living too well, and in too high a position, hence his yearning for the ultimate pursuit.
How could Bentley not understand this? He couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile.
"Indeed, still unable to let go of inner arrogance... Almost a century has indeed been a bit of a waste."
Then he looked at Flower Scorpion and spoke seriously, "In light of you enlightening , I’ll give you a B-level crystal."
"No need, I’ll buy it," Flower Scorpion waved her hand and spoke seriously, "The boss said that free things are the most expensive!"
Bentley was montarily stunned before he let out another bitter smile, "That guy is so young, how can he see through life so clearly?"
Flower Scorpion nodded in agreent, "Indeed, the boss’s lost childhood mories might hide sothing."
"Does it really matter if it’s truly lost?" Bentley instead tried to comfort her.
"Anyway, he values commitnts and cares about his partners, and that’s enough... isn’t it?"
Flower Scorpion nodded, then gave him a deep look, "Your attitude today... is a bit strange."
"I just discovered so things," Bentley said candidly, "His background... might be far bigger than I imagined."
"Isn’t that a good thing?" Flower Scorpion smiled and said, "The bigger his background, the better for us... soone’s coming!"
These days, they had been lying low during the day and moving at night to avoid potential capture.
Each day, they would find a hidden spot to rest until nightfall before setting off.
The place they chose now was a sparse wood, and even if they covered with a protective net, it couldn’t guarantee absolute concealnt.
So the three of them simply decided not to cover it—such a large truck was not to be trifled with.
Now it was morning, the air was clear, and a truck and three motorcycles had arrived.
This was a standard configuration for an adventurer squad, with the truck transporting supplies and the motorcycles guarding it.
The team passed by the woodland, and soone with sharp eyes spotted the heavy truck among the trees.
The convoy imdiately slowed down, and two motorcycles turned directly toward the heavy truck.
Bentley got up, grabbed the vehicle-mounted machine gun, and imdiately fired a three-shot burst.
He was adept with the Gauss gun, and the three bullets hit the ground less than five ters away from the two motorcycles.
Seeing this, the two motorcycles made a swift U-turn, and soone pulled out a loudspeaker and shouted, "Dealing with Gauss team... do you want to die?"
Flower Scorpion had already been aiming, and with one shot, knocked the loudspeaker out of the opponent’s hand.
Bentley had already turned the machine cannon, if the other side dared to beep again, he would take out the opposing truck with one shot.
In fact, a lone heavy truck, while hard to provoke, is sotis coveted.
Especially small teams like this; if they dare to covet a heavy truck, they often have the backing of a powerful force.
However, Qu Jianlei and the others were not ones to shy away from trouble. Since soone was being reckless, they’d teach them a lesson.
The two motorcycles, frightened by the opponent’s precise shooting, turned tail without a word.
However, the truck not far away beca incensed, "Dare to make a move on Gauss team... you’re asking for trouble!"
Bentley picked up the loudspeaker and shouted concisely, "Scram! If you don’t, you’ll die!"
Soone on the truck scoped them out with binoculars.
Probably noticing the machine cannon on the truck, they said nothing more and left after a pause.
Bentley looked at Flower Scorpion, "Do you know why I didn’t shout first and directly fired a warning shot?"
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