Chapter 121: Security

“Is it possible not to pay?” Suddenly, someone stood up and asked.

Shu Yiming smiled and said, “If you don’t pay, then you’re not part of our system. To put it simply, I take this money to do business, which will make it grow. Future funds also come from this pool. Otherwise, if everyone only contributes a hundred each, how much can you gather? A few thousand? What if...”

Wang Tian’s eyes widened in genuine astonishment as he stared at Lu Fei and Fan Shuiqing sitting across from him. Beside him was Liu Lingshuang, equally stunned.

“General, what exactly do we need to support this time? Are we supposed to fly an aircraft carrier here?” Before departure, the power soldiers had asked the commander of the Imperial Capital Defense Fleet, the renowned Admiral Rommel, about the mission. However, the admiral had dismissed the inquiry, citing it as a top-secret operation.

“Nanny, you choose. You interact with them more. Smart is secondary; the key is they must be honest and loyal,” Jin Qing said.

From the eighth floor upward, all the high-end private rooms were requisitioned. One table after another, countless exquisite dishes were served.

Totori felt her research had hit a bottleneck. She had completed all the theoretical work, but now lacked practical experience. Without practical support, her theories were mere illusions. Yet without funding, how could she conduct experiments?

This person was right—strength must always speak for itself. In the past, every place was claimed by self-proclaimed cultivators.

Wang Tian recounted what happened with Lu Fei, and only then did Liu Lingshuang understand the situation. It was unexpected, yet not surprising—Lu Fei held a very high status, and Wang Tian, as his student, naturally benefited from that.

No wonder! Thinking this way, the judgment was more understandable. The valuable resources on that planet had long been depleted; it was a completely wasted world. The Kshatriya had never bothered to invest much effort in monitoring such a barren planet.

In fact, the one who subtly guided this psychological adjustment was Commander Maximilian, a highly experienced and capable officer. He knew how to regulate his troops, keeping them in optimal condition to face any possible situation.

This made him half pleased and half angry. Pleased because the other’s contempt might provide an opportunity; angry because the enemy was arrogantly dismissive, completely disregarding them.

“Why think so much? They definitely aren’t here to harm me,” Li Yun shook his head, dismissing the dark thoughts in his mind.

Now, the Blood Flame Realm’s power had gradually become a true hegemon—a colossal force in every sense.

The other two from Liu Zhen’s group, seeing that Liu Zhen and his companion still couldn’t win, exchanged glances and simultaneously charged, turning the fight into four against Ma Shaowei.

Because Gongsun Du was transporting a large amount of grain, his pace was slow. Even a short distance took an unusually long time to traverse.

Huangfu Zhi’s paper fan was forged from steel. Coupled with his refined skills, the fan wielded had the power no less than a large iron hammer.

Paul didn’t understand why he couldn’t reach the Ghost. He sighed, “President Guo is really something. Once we leave the stronghold, it’s empty. What if our enemies break in?” He was anxious since the person who called them was unreachable—a frustrating situation with no clue where to look. President Guo only needed to wait at the border.

With the populace’s support for Chu Feng, if he didn’t voluntarily return, the Nine Li Emperor had almost no chance of reclaiming the territory.

The two left the room without leaving a trace. When Gu Fei returned home, he relaxed slightly. A day’s work was exhausting, especially given the nature of his job, which consumed much of his spirit.