In response to Qu Jianlei’s question, Pan Yifu answered directly, "That’s right, I wanted to et you first."
"Then let’s et," Qu Jianlei didn’t really care, but at the sa ti, he displayed a bit of his defiance.
"But Master Pan, my ti is precious, and if we can’t reach an agreent, you need to make a gesture."
Upon hearing this, Pan Yifu was almost amused to anger, "Don’t call Master, from your tone, you sound more like a master."
Qu Jianlei answered nonchalantly, "It’s you who needs my help, not the other way around... am I right?"
Pan Yifu was montarily at a loss for words, truly caught off guard.
After a few seconds, he finally asked, "What kind of gesture... what do you want?"
"A barrel of fuel, or sothing else," Qu Jianlei replied lightly, "Don’t worry, I won’t ask for food."
"Wen Xin, that guy, really talks too much," Pan Yifu was left with no choice, "Co over here then..."
Two hours later, the two t and assessed each other without speaking.
It was the first ti Qu Jianlei t the other without wearing a hood.
Finally, Pan Yifu spoke up, "Your physique seems a bit similar to Wen Xin’s."
Qu Jianlei shook his head, "Saying that is useless, it won’t waive your debts... Let’s be straightforward, what do you want to do?"
This tone was very arrogant, mainly to shape his persona and dismiss any attempt to dig deeper into his identity.
"You’re really difficult to deal with," Pan Yifu couldn’t help but mutter.
Wen Xin was right about you, I can’t fathom how he tolerates you.
"Just trying to minimize unnecessary socializing," Qu Jianlei replied gravely, "When people ask you for help, isn’t this your attitude?"
Can that be the sa? Pan Yifu felt the other was being a bit overly bold... I am A-level after all.
However, there’s no need to take it too seriously, Pan Yifu truly understood this mindset, who hasn’t had a ti of youthful recklessness?
So he directly asked, "Do you want to leave Zarif Star?"
"Of course," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation, "I dream about it, do you have a plan?"
"That’s the ultimate goal," Pan Yifu didn’t deny it, and his attitude was very clear.
"But first, I need to gauge whether you are capable of undertaking this task, still interested in attacking the military station?"
"I’m fine either way," Qu Jianlei still replied indifferently, "Mainly because attacking like that, there’s no profit."
A few days ago, when he attacked those two military stations, it was purely to clear his mind.
After reviewing, the goals of harassnt and destruction were achieved, but there was no substantial gain... it was a huge loss.
Of course, if clearing the mind is considered a gain, it’s not a loss, but it’s hard to quantify.
Upon hearing this, Pan Yifu sneered, "Actually, there could be gains, it’s just that your attacks had no order and you didn’t understand the key points."
"Really?" Qu Jianlei was stunned, he really wasn’t clear about the structure and weaknesses of the military stations.
He doesn’t like being criticized, but thinking about the last cooperation with the other, he decided to bear it.
Back then, old Pan fully displayed the experience and vision of a battle-hardened veteran.
All of it was gained from practice, not found in books, which alone deserved respect, "I would like to hear more."
However, with his improved attitude, Pan Yifu instead started to act high and mighty.
"Today we’re just eting, I’ll get back to you with a detailed plan later," he said.
"Wait," as Qu Jianlei saw the other about to leave, he couldn’t help but speak up, "Master Pan, you haven’t paid the reward yet."
Upon hearing this, Pan Yifu’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
"We’ve already agreed, haven’t we? Once I have prepared the attack plan, I will naturally contact you, what’s there to pay a reward for?"
This reasoning indeed made sense, but Qu Jianlei frowned, realizing another problem.
"Does your attack on the military stations have a significant connection to escaping Zarif?"
You really are... Pan Yifu was indeed speechless, "Attacking the military station is just a process, not the goal."
"It is to enhance mutual understanding and cooperation, preparing for more complex situations in the future."
This answer was more standard, but Qu Jianlei asked again, "You said attacking the military stations can yield results, right?"
"Of course," Pan Yifu answered without hesitation, paused, and added, "But I can’t fully guarantee it."
Qu Jianlei didn’t mind the latter words, for in the world, unexpected events abound, a 100% guarantee is more likely deceptive.
What he cared about was, "If the cooperation passes, will we ultimately attack the control center?"
Pan Yifu gave him a speechless look, "Attacking elsewhere... can we leave Zarif?"
"How would I know?" Qu Jianlei spread his hands, "Maybe there’s sothing I don’t know about... you seem to know a lot."
It was palpable that he still held a bit of resentnt over old Pan’s earlier criticism.
"I’ll contact you later," Pan Yifu didn’t answer and turned to leave swiftly, after so long, it was finally his turn to take the initiative once.
Qu Jianlei watched him leave, shook his head, and turned to leave as well.
But this conversation did plant a seed in his mind: Is there another way to leave Zarif directly?
With Qu Jianlei’s temperant, when he encounters sothing he doesn’t understand, he doesn’t mind asking others for advice.
But not this ti; this was information Pan Yifu was very concerned about, so concerned that they had to et in person before talking.
Even after eting, they didn’t discuss it right away; first, there was a test to pass.
Two days passed, and Qu Jianlei’s analysis of the Turtle Breathing Technique still hadn’t progressed much.
Mainly because, in the process, he also had to spend a lot of ti gathering intelligence.
That midnight, while he was contemplating whether to use a crystal to summon the little lake for calculations, gunfire suddenly sounded in the distance.
The nights on Zarif Star were not peaceful, so hearing gunfire wasn’t unexpected, but continuous gunfire like now was rare.
Qu Jianlei sensed the direction and his face changed imdiately, "Oh no, could it be her?"
The gunfire was more than thirty kiloters away, but in the direction where Qu Jianlei had taken Mu Huahua to use the radio last ti.
He couldn’t care about much else and imdiately flew up, skimming the treetops towards that direction, traveling at a speed of about... three hundred kiloters per hour.
He couldn’t go any faster because he had to sense for any traps along the way and couldn’t afford to speed up.
After about five minutes, the gunfire gradually weakened, but Qu Jianlei still didn’t stop.
Until he was about three kiloters away, he sensed five or six dozen chas ahead and his heart sank: Could Mu Huahua be in trouble?
At this point, he couldn’t care much and rushed to about one kiloter away, landing directly while invoking the finger technique, "Quicksand Technique~"
As soon as the Quicksand Technique appeared, soone on the other side scread, "Oh no, it’s a trap... run!"
Qu Jianlei was stunned to hear: Trap... run?
Isn’t this when you’re supposed to be calling in artillery for a bombardnt? He was already prepared to be shelled again.
But anyway, since he had used the Quicksand Technique, there was no reason to give up halfway.
The star thieves knew who they were up against and quickly scrambled out of their chas, trying to escape the quicksand.
Everyone knew that staying in the chas was a dead end.
Their thods of escaping the quicksand were quite varied; so just used ejector hooks to latch onto tall trees and escape.
Others had prepared folding skateboards, sliding away like sleds.
And so even prepared flying backpacks... yes, similar in function to the flying backpack designed by Qu Jianlei himself.
In short, Qu Jianlei, with his "Earth Attribute A-level" clone, was targeted, and the star thieves had devised many counterasures.
If they couldn’t fight, they had to find a way to escape, right?
Whether they could actually run depended on their luck, but being prepared was better than being unprepared, wasn’t it?
The two flying chas in the air also tried to flee but were shot down by two bullets from Qu Jianlei: Don’t I have any face?
However, looking at the dozens of chas caught in the quicksand, Qu Jianlei felt a bit tempted: Could they be seized?
He estimated that it wasn’t possible, but he couldn’t help thinking about it.
Sure enough, three or four minutes later, artillery shells whistled over, not aid at Qu Jianlei, but at those chas.
What’s going on... Qu Jianlei was a bit confused. Not shelling the area, specifically targeting their own?
Could it be because they’re near the settlent, so shelling the area is impossible?
Anyway, this round of artillery was really strange, just crazily bombing the chas.
The shells were exploding, the chas themselves were exploding, and there was also the chain reaction of ammo explosions...
The colorful fireworks lit up the pitch-black night sky.
Qu Jianlei was still puzzled, when suddenly he sensed a familiar presence: three kiloters away, Mu Huahua was rushing over.
So you’re okay, in that case, I’m leaving! Qu Jianlei turned around and headed towards Vice Captain Mu.
Upon seeing him, Vice Captain Mu couldn’t help but complain, "What are you doing here?"
"Isn’t that a stupid question?" Qu Jianlei bluntly retorted, "I thought you were attacked, of course, I had to hurry over."
"Don’t underestimate , okay?" Mu Huahua felt a bit pleased inside, but couldn’t help a retort.
"I’m a B-level after all, as long as I’m careful, who below A-level can do anything to ?"
Qu Jianlei looked at her thoughtfully, "So... you really were attacked?"
"Oh duh, if you can’t speak, you might as well not!" Mu Huahua was a bit annoyed, "I was just careless."
Qu Jianlei suspiciously looked at her, "How careless?"
"Mainly, I wanted to use the radio," Mu Huahua spread her hands, "Didn’t it feel relatively safe here?"
Strictly speaking, she wasn’t wrong. Before Qu Jianlei brought her to this spot, she didn’t even dare use the radio.
Now that there was a relatively safe place and an essential need to contact the Pioneer Team, she ca here to use the radio.
So, Qu Jianlei’s thinking was indeed correct, Mu Huahua was indeed ambushed.
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