Finally, he waited for a rainy night to make his move decisively and got the job done.
The two n died at his hands, along with eight bodyguards.
As for how his arm got fractured, he just vaguely said: He underestimated them at first.
Anyway, people from the Wasteland are tough. The next day, he went back into the city and told Dai Xingyan that the two were dead.
He still had their identification with him, but he couldn’t bring it into the city, otherwise he might invite trouble.
In the afternoon, President Dai ca personally to verify the evidence and then picked up a radio to make a call.
Before long, soone arrived driving a car loaded with bags of cultivation supplies.
With a rough look, it was certainly worth more than ten thousand silver coins.
Qu Jianlei wanted to be polite, but Bentley just accepted it directly.
However, before leaving, Dai Xingyan asked, "Really not planning to continue writing articles?"
Bentley responded proactively, "If there are assassination jobs, we can keep taking those..."
"Forget about writing articles, have you seen him make as much money from writing as from this job?"
Dai Xingyan paused for a bit, sighed lightly, and then turned to leave.
Bentley’s trip to the forr capital this ti also brought back quite a bit of wealth.
In his words: The benefits of the Gathering Area is that all the Silver Notes are used directly.
Unlike Central City, where large Silver Notes are linked to personal identity, making them useless even if stolen.
Qu Jianlei couldn’t help but wonder silently upon hearing this: Does the Wasteland still have an anti-money laundering chanism?
However, despite gaining a lot more wealth, the economic pressure of the three cultivating together was still substantial.
Qu Jianlei still needed to take on repair work from ti to ti to alleviate the pressure.
Dai Xingyan was doing a good job in this regard. Even though he wasn’t writing articles, she continued to offer him repair jobs.
She even got in touch for so repair work in Taikoo as a token of gratitude from the Dai Family for helping them eliminate two enemies.
But Qu Jianlei found going to Taikoo too troubleso, and the other two were unwilling to interrupt their cultivation, so the matter was dropped.
Ti flew by, and in no ti it was autumn again.
That morning, inside a house in Central City, a middle-aged man flipped through a journal and uttered a soft "huh" in surprise.
"chanical Mysteries actually cited an article from chanical Exploration... has it fallen to that level?"
Then he pressed a call button, and after soone ca over, he questioned, "What is going on with this?"
The person who ca was his student, who also had considerable expertise in chanics.
The student took a glance and then smiled, "This is an article by Jian Lei... he’s a newcor, quite interesting."
Unlike the teacher who only had eyes for chanical Mysteries, the student was at the age of eagerly learning and also read other journals.
It must be admitted that other journals were indeed much worse, the process of finding gold among sand was quite exhausting.
Precisely because of this, he rembered the na Jian Lei.
This author could be considered prolific, yet all the articles he wrote were at least worth reading.
"A resident of Celestial District?" A glint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes, "That’s rare. What about his other articles?"
The student went out and returned shortly, carrying a stack of journals, "A total of eight articles."
The middle-aged man first picked up chanical Exploration to look at the article about bypassing sensor utilization.
After reading it, he shook his head, let out a soft sigh, "He has ideas, but... alas."
Then he continued to browse the author’s other articles, and after finishing, he closed his eyes to ponder before speaking slowly.
"He has ideas and even visited the lower-tier Gathering Areas, quite rare... The key is he’s prolific."
The student responded quietly, "He hasn’t submitted any articles for eight months."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man flipped through the journal again, "So he could be even more prolific... why hasn’t he submitted?"
The student didn’t know either, but by the afternoon, he had gathered so information.
"More than one publication has asked, and supposedly, the reason is... he thinks it doesn’t pay enough."
"Have soone reach out, encourage him to continue writing," the middle-aged man said blandly, "Provide a subsidy from my funding pool."
The student was taken aback by this, "You think so highly of him?"
"The key is he’s a wild Maintenance Master," the middle-aged man said with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, "His thinking is broader than the academic schools."
Hearing this, the student felt a bit of dissent, "He might not necessarily be from the Celestial District."
"What’s important is that his thinking is wild," the middle-aged man shook his head, "After all, it won’t cost much money. Let’s test his capabilities."
(First update, tribute to Master He ng "Justice’s Ally * Old Giant.") ——————
Chapter 134 Forcible Seizure (Second update tribute to Guardian of Ink)
On this day, Qu Jianlei and the other two were engaged in closed-door cultivation when Dai Xingyan ca looking for them.
She was brimming with joy, "Master Jian Lei, chanical Mysteries has requested an article from you."
"Not chanical Exploration?" Qu Jianlei was initially surprised, then shook his head, "Forget it, it pays too little."
He still clearly rembered the feeling of having his first submission rejected. It wasn’t sothing he couldn’t let go of, but it wasn’t a fond mory either.
But most importantly, the pay was too low.
"This ti, the article request has support from Central City’s funds," Dai Xingyan happily announced.
"As long as the quality of the article ets the standard, you can earn at least five hundred silver coins as a reward and also enter the annual selection."
"Coupled with my subsidy, earning three thousand for a ten-page article is not a problem."
chanical Mysteries offers a one hundred-per-page subsidy, and Dai Xingyan also promised to double the subsidy out of her own pocket.
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