Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 604 - 474: Big Sister Hao-Mai

The B-level Warrior, upon hearing this, got angry immediately. Isn't this provocating, hitting someone without hitting the face?

He looked around and spoke in a deep voice, "Who said that?"

"I said it," someone replied in a deep voice, and it was another female voice.

Everyone turned to look and found a robust middle-aged woman standing there, a B-level with Earth Attribute.

The B-level Warrior raised his brow, "You have opinions on my handling?"

"Don't show your teeth at me," the woman coldly sneered upon hearing, "I can't be bothered with you."

"You've offended that man. Here's a suggestion... while you're still awake, quickly choose a cemetry that pleases your eyes."

"Him?" The B-level Warrior pointed at Qu Jianlei in astonishment, "Offending him requires picking a cemetery?"

The robust woman smiled indifferently, "Believe it or not, it's not me who'll regret it."

"It's you?" someone recognized her, "Heroic Sister, when did you drop to B-level?"

The person who recognized her was also a B-level passenger.

On this mere passenger starship, so many A-level and B-level; the Star No. 3's Superpower Warriors are indeed unusual in number.

"I just don't want to attract attention," Heroic Sister casually replied, "Concealing a bit of cultivation level, is that illegal?"

The B-level Customs Enforcement Leader frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Is it the Heroic Sister who bets only on herself?"

The middle-aged robust woman glanced at him, impatiently spoke, "Who cares who I am, believe it or don't!"

"I believe," the B-level Warrior nodded, picked up the vortex, and handed it to Qu Jianlei, "Keep it safe."

Finally waiting for a step down, even if it's not too appropriate, one must find a way down.

Qu Jianlei, on the contrary, was not in a hurry to accept it, looking at the other party with a half-smile.

"You say take my things, take them back whenever... I'm just curious, who gives you the confidence?"

He was truly angry: what you do to others is their business, treating me like this... I can't tolerate your bad habit!

The series of actions by the opponent made him internally sentence them to death: truly never seen someone so domineering!

The B-level Warrior could also be flexible, the key was that he sensed from the other's reaction: he really hit the nail on the head this time.

Now, of course, he wouldn't lose his temper, just explained, "I'm just following the procedures... will you accept it or not?"

Still had a temper then? Qu Jianlei sneered, "No, take it away... I suggest you choose a public cemetery!"

The B-level Warrior's face turned dark, advanced a step, directly put the vortex on the table, turned around and left without a word.

Other Customs Enforcement members saw this too and left hurriedly—hit hard, not leaving, are they waiting for dinner?

Qu Jianlei watched them leave and was unresponsive for a long time, finally glanced again at the vortex on the table.

He helplessly shook his head, an inexplicable grievance surged in his heart, "Isn't this crazy?"

I was planning to get you, but you knelt down so thoroughly, did I brew emotions for nothing?

Fangcao, however, looked thoughtfully at the middle-aged robust woman, "It's actually you?"

"Long time no see," the robust woman smiled at her, "I've been this sturdy for over ten years."

That must have been after I went to Zarif Star! Fangcao sighed silently in her heart.

Both were of similar age, similar cultivation level, although they knew each other, there was mutual discontent.

Unexpectedly, didn't meet on Star No. 3 but bumped into each other on the starship.

Fangcao felt slightly uncomfortable, spending over ten years idly on Zarif Star, while the other was clearly less affected.

Suppressing the complex emotions in her heart, she bluntly asked, "Soothing Incense… what does it mean?"

Heroic Sister ignored her, looking instead at Qu Jianlei, "I have a bit of money."

Sister, what do you mean by that? Qu Jianlei was a bit stunned, I'm not the kind of person you're thinking of.

This can't be said directly, in case she didn't mean it?

So he could only muster a forced smile, "What little money you mentioned, I don't know if I can earn it in this life."

Right or wrong, buttering up the other person is never wrong.

Heroic Sister also ignored her remark, "So, I just made a small investment... I have shares in Qian Duoduo Pioneer Team."

"My gosh," Fangcao rolled her eyes, "So that's what it is."

Heroic Sister still didn't look at her, but instead spoke to Qu Jianlei solemnly.

"Fangcao wants to help you, but she is limited in capabilities, so she contacted us, and right now... I have to go to Star No. 4."

"I didn't contact you," Fangcao completely denied, "I just informed Spirit Fox... he is loyal, surely you aren't!"

Heroic Sister still didn't look at her, but spoke to Qu Jianlei, "Spirit Fox didn't have time, so he asked me to look after you."

Qu Jianlei nodded, "Then I thank Master Spirit Fox for looking after me, I'm truly flattered."

He didn't ask about the Soothing Incense anymore, it might be a scheme, but could also be a warning.

"How can I deserve two words of thanks?" Heroic Sister laughed, "Actually you... have boundless prospects."

"Just making a living," Qu Jianlei didn't like such unsatisfactory dialogues, but in the world one must be polite.

Besides, the other party did help solve the issue, so whether or not it's his type, he should acknowledge the favor.

"Sis, what brings you to Star No. 4? I know a few people around here."

Sis Hao smiled upon hearing this, "I know Annette, but it seems it's not doable now."

Qu Jianlei furrowed his brows slightly, speaking thoughtfully, "Are you pleading on his behalf?"

It's one thing to plead with Kleis, but with Annette being the fourth top, it's tough—without this guy, Kushnier might not have died.

"Just kidding," Sis Hao laughed again, "I can handle the matters I came for myself."

"But you said you could help me, so if I come to you... you won't pretend not to know me, right?"

A wave of irritation surged in Qu Jianlei's heart; what he disliked the most were these vague words and unpredictable outcomes,

but in the end, he nodded, "I would definitely recognize you, sis, don't worry."

"Never mind," the burly middle-aged woman waved her hand and candidly stated, "I'm just offering a little help in passing."

Then she turned around and left without further explanation.

After a while, Fangcao finally whispered, "Her family background is much better than mine... I didn't recognize her at first."

Qu Jianlei smiled at the words, "We can't choose our background, but we can choose to strive, can't we?"

Fangcao sighed dejectedly, "My family background isn't bad either, but compared to you two... it's just too inferior."

"You're talking about family background with me?" Qu Jianlei's expression turned peculiar.

If you don't count my previous life, the moment I transmigrated into this life, I almost died... and you think you're worse off than me?

Moreover, after leaving Zarif Star, Fangcao handed him a few million without batting an eye, and that's considered "not bad"?

Qu Jianlei didn't say anything more, sitting in his seat with eyes half-closed, beginning to ponder over everything that had just happened.

This time, the customs enforcement seemed largely targeted at him.

However, the one who entrusted them didn't explicitly tell the Customs Enforcement Division about his identity, resulting in the visitors wrapping up hastily.

This is understandable because if all his information was laid out clearly, there wouldn't be many daring to pick trouble with him.

Yet the Customs Enforcement Team's behavior also showed that these people are used to being overbearing, acting recklessly in their direct jurisdiction.

Retrieving the Crystal cost a bit of the Storage Talisman's durability, and yet they dared to temporarily detain nearly ten million worth of Vortex.

At least they weren't audacious enough to fear nothing; in the end, it was all thunder and no rain.

But what was the purpose of such a high-profile customs enforcement?

Is it related to Kushnier's death, or targeting the defense array he's researching?

Qu Jianlei really didn't think that the defense array he's working on is that precious.

Until they almost took the Vortex, he realized: is this thing really that important?

However, there's no point in idle speculation; there are many possibilities, only one truth, and overthinking it tires the mind.

Then, he recalled that round fellow and secretly called out to Xiao Hu, "Is that guy an artificial intelligence too?"

"Don't speak yet," Xiao Hu replied simply, and then there was no response.

Four or five hours later, the Customs Enforcement Team left the starship, taking some cargo and arresting six people.

"Thieves never leave empty-handed," a middle-aged man muttered as he watched the departing warship; he was a Modified Warrior.

The cabin door of Qu Jianlei and Fangcao was open, but neither of them showed any interest in joining the conversation.

The man looked at the two, knocked on the open door, and then walked in, "Young man, your Storage Talisman... for sale?"

The recent commotion in the cabin had attracted a few onlookers, such as Sis Hao—even if she had her own motives.

Qu Jianlei glanced at the man and then shook his head slowly.

He knew this person was also in the business class, likely not short of money. They were just acquaintances in passing; the transaction wouldn't lead to much trouble.

But having just dealt with the Customs Enforcement Team's business, everything seemed like a trap, so he naturally wouldn't increase the variables.

The man wasn't quite reconciled, "Friend, the price is negotiable, look at all the excess you have..."

Fangcao glanced at him, waved her hand, and wore a face of indifference.

The man didn't dare provoke her, so he could only leave dejectedly.

Qu Jianlei secretly called out to Xiao Hu again, however, even after the Customs Enforcement Team left, it still wouldn't show itself.

Just then, Fangcao spoke up, "Can you sell me two Storage Talismans?"

"Sure," Qu Jianlei replied casually, "You name the price."

He was inclined to give them for free, but Fangcao wasn't a fool; any unsolicited kindness would naturally conjure thoughts of the items in the backpack.

Fangcao chose two, quoted a price of 1.5 million, which was fair enough.

Of course, this was fair given the right to purchase, and Qu Jianlei also returned a favor.

After this, there was nothing significant until they landed at the spaceport and passed through security. Xiao Hu then appeared in his mind.

"Finally free from that guy's surveillance."

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