The military-provided protection consists of so A-level and B-level awakened beings, as well as armored vehicles and chas.
In other words, if Hokkstan moves or conducts a search, these are the combat forces at his side.
Among the vehicles, there are also so instrunts capable of locking onto awakened beings, with fairly high specifications.
If faced with a surprise attack, these warriors can imdiately call warships for support.
However, the military has stated that deploying warships requires negotiation with the governnt, and an explanation must be provided after each use.
Hokkstan doesn't even think of cursing anymore; there's only helplessness.
Is the protection provided by the military insufficient? Not really; this is standard military support.
But the key problem is that this kind of team structure cannot prevent the ambush from high-tier awakened beings.
If the opponent manages a successful assassination, there's a significant chance they won't escape the military's pursuit; this is the terror of the violent machine.
But the problem is... if he himself is assassinated, does it really matter if the military can catch the murderer?
Moreover, there's another issue: when the military acts, the associated material and manpower costs must be covered by the Divine Text Association.
This is regardless of whether the military's budget is sufficient; it's because such actions are... not of a military nature.
It's not about disrespecting the Divine Text Association; it's impossible for others to have the military provide such support.
The costs for the military squad aren't particularly high for a day, and Hokkstan can afford it personally.
But if it's daily, the costs naturally beco staggering; the expenses of maintaining an army are known to all.
If there are casualties among the soldiers, dical expenses and pensions, etc., mostly have to be covered by the Divine Text Association.
The military's response is textbook, while Hokkstan's helplessness flows like a river.
So you might catch the killer after I'm dead, but that's already irrelevant to .
If your n die, must I pay for all the expenses?
The reasoning is perfectly rational, yet it's sothing he's simply not accustod to!
Even though related expenses would surely be reimbursed by the Divine Text Association, this feeling is truly uncomfortable.
He pondered over it several tis, eventually suppressing his emotions... for now, he accepted it.
He had boasted of avenging his colleagues, even if only as a show, it had to last several days.
Of course, the deeper reason was that he was all alone on Star No. 4.
Around him were a few A-levels and B-levels from the association, but no supre presence; he didn't want to seek protection from other supres.
In other words, he himself was facing significant risk, with few other options.
On the bright side, in ten days, another supre nad Ulysses, with a wind attribute, would arrive.
Although wind attribute is relatively common among mutated attributes, to cultivate to supre is exceptionally rare.
Among the supres of the Divine Text Association, Ulysses is considered a highly valuable resource.
This ti, sending him here indicates the importance attached to the malignant events in the Hope Star Realm.
The opposition may have an electromagnetic A-level; we'll send a wind attribute, and see whose Body Technique is superior.
However, when Ulysses saw Hokkstan, his attitude wasn't pleasant.
"You guys and your troubleso affairs dragged into this... After five busy years, I barely managed a vacation!"
For him, not only was the vacation significant, but more crucially, the Hope Star Realm... was simply too perilous.
The Divine Text Association and Cyan Blade Comrce Association had lost three supres already, and the appearance of a wood attribute exclusive poison was a major threat.
Despite Ulysses being ruthless and perceptive, he clearly recognizes his shortcoming—unimpressive defense!
If the association sent him for an assassination, he wouldn't hesitate; but now he's waiting to be assassinated!
This is truly inconvenient!
Hokkstan furrowed his brow and said, "There's no need to vent your anger at ; I didn't bring you here, the association did."
Ulysses wasn't biting, "Then you lead the search team, and I'll stay hidden on alert... That's what I'm good at!"
He was genuinely fragile, remaining in the background and avoiding drawing enmity. From a tactical standpoint, there was nothing wrong.
Hokkstan thought for a mont and nodded, "Alright, but as I'm taking such a big risk, later when you find the opportunity, lend a hand."
Ulysses casually responded, "For trivial matters, I wouldn't mind lending a hand, but for complicated issues, count out."
A hint of coldness flickered in Hokkstan's eyes, "No problem... Now let introduce you to so people from the Cyan Blade Comrce Association."
The two didn't leave; through holographic projections via their wrist devices, they t Astina and Fubi.
Divine Text Association mbers are usually aloof and rarely initiate contact with others.
Hokkstan was doing this to revisit old topics, hoping the two sides could unite for a search.
Astina straightforwardly declined, stating that the supre sent for comrce support was already en route.
Who the arriving supre was or which flight they chose, she naturally wouldn't disclose.
She also didn't ntion that the supre's arrival was ant for evacuating comrce personnel.
Conversations between both parties ended on a sour note.
After disconnecting, Ulysses grumbled again, "What's there to talk about with these folks? All cowards."
Hokkstan's eyes flashed with a strange light as he released his spiritual power, "I have a suggestion, but I need your help..."
After listening, Ulysses pondered for a mont, then nodded slightly, "Not a bad idea, have you investigated the background?"
"I've investigated," Hokkstan replied casually, "Rest assured, there won't be any problems."
"Heh," Ulysses laughed sinisterly, "That's more like it, you... you're really quite devious."
Three days later, the Supre from the Cyan Blade Comrce Association indeed arrived, and Fubi officially bid farewell to the two Supres.
Astina tried to persuade him to stay, stating that their people would finish wrapping things up within ten days, and everyone would head to Star One together.
The Association planned to suspend most of its business in this Star Realm, but would station two Supres on Star One.
The two stationed there wouldn't take any action externally, purely to observe subsequent developnts.
The Association still harbored hopes and didn't want to completely withdraw from the Hope Star Realm—it's easy to leave, but much harder to reopen the situation.
Anyway, "not causing trouble" was the primary principle, and Astina believed that leaving together with three Supres would be safer.
But Fubi politely declined, stating that he didn't want to go to Star One, and as for where he was headed, he would contact them later.
Then he quietly left just like that.
The new Supre of the Cyan Blade Comrce Association was sowhat at a loss, "Is this guy so certain that the other party won't make a move against him?"
"He hasn't even faced the other party," Astina replied faintly, "and the other side wouldn't rashly make enemies."
Kenter and the others being able to survive could be attributed to the other party being in a hurry, but no one had been hard so far, which already indicated sothing.
However, Astina thought deeper, "I reckon he's worried that after going to Star One, we won't let him leave."
Forcing one Supre to stay wasn't easy, but throw in the entanglent of interests, and it almost becos achievable, Fubi's concern wasn't groundless.
"He's overthinking it," the new Supre smirked with disdain, "Our Association can't afford to lose face like that."
However, sothing strange did happen. Ten days later, just as the Association's mbers were about to head to Star One, they received a ssage.
The ssage ca from the Association's headquarters. Fubi's family inquired with the Association: Where has our Supre gone?
They didn't contact Astina directly, probably feeling suspicious, so they went straight to headquarters.
The two Supres of the Association felt utterly wronged—we really let him go, it's just that the situation was tense, and we didn't make it public at the ti.
But no matter how they explained, Fubi being out of contact was undeniably true.
What was worse, after leaving the liaison point, he deliberately shielded his wristwatch, obviously not wanting to attract enemies.
He wasn't certain whether the Panda group would make a move against him, so being cautious couldn't be wrong.
However, Fubi's family was very sure that their Supre had already decided where to go, with the ti all planned out.
Now, three days had passed, and no one had seen him alive or dead, indicating sothing had gone wrong.
Astina and the others had to postpone their trip, utilizing all sorts of connections to search for people on Star No. 4.
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
The investigation results showed that after leaving the liaison point, Fubi hadn't used his wristwatch again, and no one had seen him.
But there was another piece of glaring news: on the day Fubi left, Hokkstan and Ulysses drank heavily to the point of intoxication.
The two slept until the next evening before waking up.
Astina obviously sensed sothing was off, "The opponent is still lurking, and those two dare to get so drunk?"
Subsequently, another ssage arrived. The Divine Text Association believed that Fubi's disappearance was definitely the work of the Panda group again!
They actively lobbied other forces, saying that if you want to pull out now, it might be too late, just look at Fubi's end.
The two Supres of the Cyan Blade Comrce Association, after hearing this, were left speechless, looking at each other in dismay.
"Dirty business!" Astina's face turned pale, "We can't go to Star One, let's head directly back to Blade!"
The new Supre nodded in agreent, "This rough bunch of techies... really dirty!"
When the two decided to head back, Qu Jianlei finally quietly boarded the starship bound for Celestial Hook.
He had long wanted to leave, but the deaths of the two Supres affected more than just the people in the circle, it caused a sensation on the entire Star One.
The governnt also needed to give the public an explanation. After discussions, they believed the perpetrator might have fled through smuggling.
Previously, Qu Jianlei could flee through smuggling purely because the governnt didn't pay enough attention.
For the entire planet, the few Star Ports weren't that large, and thorough inspections wouldn't be too difficult.
If he wanted to forcibly smuggle, it wasn't impossible, but if exposed, the consequences would be quite serious.
Fortunately, the deaths of the two Supres had a significant deterrent, leading to relaxed searches in the urban areas.
Qu Jianlei noticed this change and didn't bother using a fake identity to leave—using a fake identity also had its risks.
So he decided to wait for a while, he wasn't lacking patience.
In the past two days, Star Port inspections had relaxed significantly, and after patiently observing for two days, he quietly entered the starship.
He entered the starship relatively early, and while waiting for departure, he noticed stowaways.
"Damn, so many stowaways?"
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