Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

Chapter 935 - 803: Easy Rescue

Facing Granny Jia’s retort, the Paranoid couldn’t quite argue, so he just smiled, "There really aren’t many.""There’s plenty in the Prosperous Star Realm," the old lady replied coolly, "still need the senior to point the way."

Her words clearly carried resentment, but the Paranoid avoided this topic and simply said, "Snatching one set would be good."

He seemed to be talking to himself, but his sidelong glance was on Rhodiola rosea—if this person didn’t approve, he definitely wouldn’t act.

But to be fair, he really wasn’t just talking; he was quite serious.

After all, this kind of array was something he would surely need in the future, how could he not be concerned?

Qu Jianlei remained indifferent to his words. To do things half-heartedly was the most taboo.

Having chosen a target, one should stay true to the original intention and not end up like a bear picking cornstalks, abandoning one for another.

Even if it came to the worst, he already knew there was at least one set here, and if there were no other choices, he could just come here to snatch it.

Talking about these things in advance didn’t have much practical significance now.

Actually, Granny Jia was also concerned about the Panda’s reaction.

Finding him unresponsive, the old lady understood.

She said calmly, "If the senior wants to snatch it, just go ahead... I wish you success in advance."

The Paranoid chuckled at her words and was about to say something, when he paused, "Aren’t you two planning to back me up?"

He had great confidence in his abilities, but facing a military region’s headquarters alone—was a bit too ambitious.

"This time, the mission is to rescue someone," Granny Jia answered offhandedly, then glanced at Qu Jianlei, "Isn’t that right?"

Qu Jianlei mused for a moment, and felt it’s not right to always have these two Supremes at odds, so he decided to mediate.

"Paranoia is a bit eager for quick success but with good intentions..."

"Anyway, knowing there’s a super array here, what else matters? We’ll come to take it when we need it."

"Such a ’come and take it’," the Paranoid burst into laughter, "Old Red, I do admire you!"

"Keep it down," Qu Jianlei muttered softly, "there are military police on the street."

No exaggeration, this was the first time he had seen black uniforms in such a bustling area.

They were the Imperial Military Police, known as "blackskins" by the soldiers.

The three Supremes weren’t exactly afraid of the Imperial Military Police, but... why bother?

Better to head back for an early rest.

The next morning, at the same gym, they met Xiao Moshan again.

To avoid possibly falling into a trap, the Paranoid didn’t even show up on the spot.

Xiao Moshan noticed the man’s absence and was momentarily taken aback, then sulkily pursed his lips.

His mind was much sharper than average, guessing what the other party might have been up to.

Still can’t trust my ability to handle matters! He found it helpless; if he weren’t careful, he’d have died on the Garbage Star long ago.

However, he couldn’t complain, as the distinguished Supremes were cautious, so what right did he have to object?

This time, Xiao Moshan joined Qu Jianlei and the others, agreeing to meet three evenings later.

Time flew by, and as evening approached, Qu Jianlei and Xiao Moshan arrived at an abandoned outdoor training ground.

Star No. 3 wasn’t short of such outdoor training grounds; if the military region decided to expand, they could be activated immediately.

Wearing tactical helmets, their faces were hidden; Xiao Moshan had a B-level aura, while Qu Jianlei was A-level.

He wasn’t trying to play dumb to fool anyone; projecting a Supreme aura could draw unnecessary trouble.

Star No. 3 did have a couple of dozen Supremes, but they were still a rarity, and this wasn’t the right occasion to show up.

An A-level cultivation was more than adequate here, as most Supremes came to Star No. 3 for cultivation.

Not far away in the trees, two Superpower Warriors were concealed, quietly observing them with weapons in hand.

Qu Jianlei signaled Xiao Moshan with his eyes, but Xiao Moshan shrugged indifferently: Isn’t this normal?

About ten minutes later, a camouflaged SUV approached, with a vehicle-mounted machine gun on top.

Qu Jianlei chuckled lightly, "Quite a familiar scene, right?"

Xiao Moshan replied nonchalantly, "Not weird for Star No. 3, always ready for a fight after all."

As they spoke, the SUV stopped about twenty meters away, and three people disembarked.

Two wore tactical helmets as well, and the other had a hood covering his head, shackled and limping.

Qu Jianlei released his perception, then nodded to Xiao Moshan: That’s right, it’s Youyou.

Youyou was held by a B-level Warrior, whose other hand rested on his waist, ready to draw a laser pistol at any moment.

The other was also a B-level Warrior, though empty-handed, had a laser sniper rifle slung across.

Inside the car, there was one more—a Modified Warrior, who would be able to handle the vehicle-mounted machine gun if he stood up.

In short, the other party was cautious, ready to pick up their weapons and engage at any time.

Compared to their fully armed state, Qu Jianlei and his companion were much simpler, with only laser pistols and waist knives.

However, Qu Jianlei revealed an A-level aura, which naturally had an intimidating effect.

The one carrying the Laser Sniper Rifle made a series of hand gestures, then spoke in a deep voice, "The goods have arrived."

Xiao Moshan also returned a series of hand gestures, not bothered that the other party referred to a person as ’goods’—such concealment was all too common.

Seeing the correct gestures, the opposite party nodded slightly, "Where’s the rest of the money?"

Xiao Moshan patted a small satchel on his waist, speaking in a deep voice, "Can you take off the hood?"

"No," the opposite party responded steadily, "Since there’s an A-level adult here, they should be able to discern."

Although he said "adult," his tone was utterly disrespectful.

But that was also normal; it was a private transaction, not to be seen in the light, and they weren’t afraid of the other party making trouble.

Xiao Moshan was just testing the waters, and upon hearing this, he slowly removed the small bag from his waist, opened it for a brief moment to show it.

Then he closed the bag and directly tossed it at the other party’s feet.

The B-level guarding Youyou released his grip, stepped forward to take a look, and counted the contents.

Youyou just stood there quietly, without any reaction—she was still under restriction.

The key was that she knew Xiao Moshan was the one coming to rescue her, so there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

After counting the Silver Notes, the B-level nodded slightly, "Two million... exactly, you can come and claim the goods."

Xiao Moshan’s body flickered as he appeared next to Youyou, raised his hand, and tore off her hood.

Youyou’s face was an unhealthy pale color, and she appeared much more haggard, as if she’d aged thirty or forty years out of nowhere.

Her face had shallow scars, indicating she had endured quite a bit of hardship.

Fortunately, her eyes remained relatively clear, and upon seeing Xiao Moshan, she just nodded slightly.

The opponent was wearing a tactical helmet, and with her cultivation sealed, she couldn’t perceive who it was, but it shouldn’t be an outsider, right?

"Come with me," Xiao Moshan didn’t support her, just flashed a knife’s light to cut off her handcuffs.

Youyou followed Xiao Moshan away, the three of them gradually moving further in the eyes of others.

The two who got out of the car exchanged a glance, with the one picking up the money giving a questioning look—should they act?

The final payment of two million had already been received, and if they captured the others now, wouldn’t it be a free gain?

The one with the sniper rifle rolled his eyes at him, speaking with vexation, "Do you know what their background is?"

"Get in the car and leave, quickly!"

At this moment, a voice spoke into their helmets, "The other party has a car coming for support."

"Go quickly!" The two jumped into their vehicle, and simultaneously, gunmen ambushed in the trees jumped to the ground.

The off-road vehicle roared to life, quickly leaving the training ground.

Granny Jia was driving the support vehicle, an open-top off-road car. Once the three got in, she closed the roof.

Qu Jianlei removed his helmet, tapped several points on Youyou’s body with a smile, "Long time no see."

"It’s you!" Youyou was taken aback, then raised her hand to hug him, bursting into tears.

Qu Jianlei raised an eyebrow, releasing his perception to carefully search for any tracking devices on her body.

The experience during Bentley’s rescue taught him never to be careless with these major powers.

Especially since this rescue was surprisingly easy, costing only some Silver Notes.

Though he trusted Xiao Moshan’s character and intelligence, such matters could not be taken lightly.

Thankfully, the military hadn’t placed any bizarre devices on Youyou—probably too trusting of their own stronghold.

However, Qu Jianlei still sensed that Youyou had many hidden injuries, some of them old.

As for her cultivation level... it was still B-level, but worse than when they parted.

Youyou had a stubborn streak in her; she stopped crying after five or six minutes.

Then she naturally spoke, "Boss, it will take me another two years to recover before I can fight alongside you."

"No rush for battles or anything," Qu Jianlei replied casually, "though, about your family, will they be affected?"

Youyou hesitated upon hearing this, then looked at Xiao Moshan, "He said they won’t."

"They shouldn’t," Xiao Moshan also removed his helmet, answering blandly, "The way they treated Youyou was already wrong!"

The Empire isn’t without its joint responsibility laws, like sending prisoners to guard the frontier, which already impacts the children.

But in Youyou’s case, opinions are divided, and without formal charges, how can it involve family?

Xiao Moshan, part of the intelligence department, knew much about the underlying rules, which is why he made such a judgment.

However, he was more curious, "Where is that person... that adult?"

"He’s covering the rear," Qu Jianlei replied solemnly, "I never overestimate certain people’s moral integrity."

The next moment, his expression tightened as he looked towards Granny Jia, "Notice anything?"

With the paranoid’s spiritual power expertise, they could transmit some simple information.

"He’s encountered an opponent," the old lady replied expressionlessly, "but it should be a minor issue."

Xiao Moshan frowned, his body tensing up, "Still, be cautious ahead!"

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