"Maybe my hope of breaking free from being a workhorse truly lies with this young boss."
Long Qiuyuan sighed softly. Although many of Qin Shi’s adventurous actions made her anxious, from the results, it was undoubtedly clear that he was right.
"Co down and clean up the battlefield. Every Specialized Level human-faced spider’s energy core can be submitted as a sample to accumulate points and battle rits."
Qin Shi urged.
It was quite like asking soone to clean up right after a fight.
"Here I co! Searching for loot is my forte!"
The blindfolded Ye Xiaotang bounced around and was the first to rush into the ruin of the building.
Long Qiuyuan arrived right after, intending to ’ransack’ using her tactical backpack. She glanced at the obviously well-developed feminine features of Jiana, then her gaze towards Qin Shi slightly changed.
Does the boss have a thing for this?
A humanoid beast lady?
"This is a loyal follower creature in the process of reforming."
Qin Shi explained:
"I plan to properly transform it to help it integrate on the front lines."
Long Qiuyuan gave a knowing smile. She also ca from a sowhat prestigious family and knew just how low high society can stoop.
Such personal hobbies of the boss were barely anything.
It’s said that many dignitaries in Hai Province hold large orgies, and sotis even include chaotic followers like Enchanting Demons and Nightmare Banshees, which are strictly forbidden entry by Dongxia.
Compared to those, a juvenile human-faced spider isn’t much; it’s fine as long as it’s sent to receive "ideological stamping" to ensure it won’t be affected by the Netherworld, causing further harm.
"Boss! Captain! We’re in luck, big ti!"
Ye Xiaotang suddenly shouted, like a hamster discovering a stash of acorns, chattering loudly.
"These sub-nests, so many high-concentration energy blocks!
It’s all money, it’s all money!"
Using her exceptional sense, Ye Xiaotang quickly found well-preserved human-faced spider nests and easily bypassed the security system.
She retrieved a large quantity of energy crystals emitting a soft white glow from the safe, about two fingers wide, neatly arranged.
The impact of this scene was akin to a poor person seeing a safe full of dozens of pounds of gold bars!
"Pack it all up!"
Qin Shi grinned.
These were all future reserves. The brutality of the Great Expansion was one aspect, but there were undoubtedly plenty of opportunities within.
Otherwise, why is the Military Departnt always dominated by the "hawk faction"?
Because under the leadership of those bigwigs, there are countless young soldiers longing for ritorious service!
In normal society, what’s distributed to ordinary people’s hands is already very limited.
If the Great Expedition and the Great Expansion stop, and the new Dongxia enters "rest," resources will only concentrate more in the Three Ministries and Nine Departnts system and the aristocratic families of the nine surnas.
"No wonder the slogan of the Military Departnt is ’let Dongxia’s brilliance shine on every corner of the Galaxy.’"
Qin Shi put away his wandering thoughts, glancing slyly at Jiana.
She shivered and quickly sped up her actions, establishing a "bonding relationship" with the door.
...
...
Black Xie Star Domain, Scorpion Corridor.
Recently, the notoriously lawless area had beco strangely calm and peaceful.
Those fearlessly ruthless pirates, burdened with insane and vile cris, had all disappeared, no longer showing themselves.
It was like creatures at the bottom of the food chain had sensed danger and quickly hid to avoid disaster.
"This is the smoothest cosmic journey of my life."
The bearded captain said with a relaxed expression, filled with emotion.
"The deterrent of a Grandmaster is truly like the reverence ancient people had for nuclear weapons before they ventured into space."
The first mate chid in.
Starsea navigation does not follow planetary ti; passing through the Scorpion Corridor took roughly six cosmic days.
And during these six cosmic days, that Grandmaster’s daily routine was quite fixed: eating, drinking, and then piloting the Divine Machine to hunt down pirate groups and wipe them out.
No pirate group, once targeted, could escape.
Amidst the vast Star Sea, that Grandmaster fond of wearing floral shorts, with his hair and beard all white, was like a mighty giant whale.
The pirate groups, akin to carnivorous sharks, were utterly vulnerable and easily crushed.
All along, they had considered resistance, where several pirate leaders decided to set aside mistrust, unite, and lay down traps, amassing heavy forces...
Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, all was in vain.
A Grandmaster who has broken through the Celestial Barrier stands atop the stars, especially with a King Level Divine Machine.
Unless the pirates can deploy major weapons like a "Half-step Martial God" or "Spiritual Manifestation," they are nothing but ants.
Whether it’s three, four, five, or hundreds and thousands of them, they all et the sa fate, crushed underfoot.
"Speaking of which, it seems like the place you’re heading is the satellite fortress of the Ninth Battle Group in the Black Xie Star Domain."
The bearded captain pondered.
He was sowhat puzzled—why would a Grandmaster be piloting a Divine Machine, heading to a battle group base?
Existences at the pinnacle of the Martial Arts Path are seldom constrained, and unless Dongxia’s highest decree is issued, it is hard for anyone to directly command them.
"Judging by the look of it, the elder seems to be going there for a fight."
His first mate speculated.
"Nonsense! That’s the Ninth Battle Group, with Invincible-class battleships parked there, enough military might and firepower to occupy a life planet. No Grandmaster would be that recklessly bold..."
The bearded captain instinctively rebutted, but recalling the old Zhang’s style of working against conventional wisdom, he couldn’t help but feel uncertain.
"Captain, I an, if that elder really does cause trouble for the Ninth Battle Group, what do we do?"
The first mate inquired.
"How would I know!"
The bearded captain’s good mood vanished completely, his brow furrowed tightly.
On the seventh day in the universe.
The rchant ship exited Scorpion Corridor and began to accelerate.
As per Zhang’s instructions, the destination on the route was indeed set towards the Ninth Battle Group’s base.
As they got closer, the bearded captain worried himself to the point of going gray.
Until the tenth universe day, the rchant ship arrived at Black Xie Star Domain’s Ninth Battle Group garrison area. To continue passage, a military departnt permit must be presented.
"Elder..."
The bearded captain trembled in fear, worried Zhang might instruct him to force their way through with a civilian rchant ship.
"Drop off, and you can leave."
Zhang, still wearing oversize floral shorts paired with flip-flops, maintained his carefree attire.
He waved his hand, not intending to make things difficult for the bearded captain.
After several universe days of "warm-up," Zhang felt his state had gradually recovered to seventy or eighty percent, the "firepower" of the Cosmic Furnace burning increasingly vigorously, releasing his life potential freely.
Probably with the strength of "one ship’s worth."
Standard for asuring combat power at the Grandmaster level.
Generally divided into two kinds.
The "small celestial barrier" upon first entering Grandmaster is the capability to dismantle how many Divine Machines.
The perfection of the "great celestial barrier" is whether or not one can fight fleets.
Zhang had been wheelchair-bound for many years, not having fought anyone for a long ti, lacking a bit of confidence in his own combat power, needing "rehabilitation."
Thus, he practiced against the marauding group in Scorpion Corridor, aiming to rediscover his forr prowess.
"Elder... inside the Ninth Battle Group’s dock, there are warships being maintained and repaired year-round."
The bearded captain couldn’t help but remind.
Within Dongxia, no matter how mighty, it’s impossible to contend against a battle group.
He was unclear why this Grandmaster, piloting a King level Divine Machine, was heading straight to the Ninth Battle Group.
But being a Grandmaster, his words certainly held weight, exerting pressure through the Martial Arts Association onto the military departnt seed more reasonable than rolling up sleeves for action himself.
"You think I ca all this way just to pick a fight?"
Zhang’s expression turned peculiar, shaking his head:
"At my age, how could I go around fighting and killing."
Not even to root out final threats for disciples or vent his own frustrations.
Zhang didn’t intend to breach the battle group to arrest Ying Xiao.
"I’ve lived this long, outliving my peers, naturally that’s an advantage."
Zhang did not delve into details with the bearded captain, seating himself into the Bi Xiao Orders-Hunyuan Fighter, then launched into outer space.
Leaving the rchant ship, waves of majestic and unmatched life force emanated unapologetically, spreading like a vast ocean.
"Out here, if it’s just about fighting prowess, Qi Wuxiang should be the president of the Martial Arts Association."
Zhang laughed heartily, being of the first batch of top ten talents, the longevity advantage ant ample seniority.
"Little Zhao, I missed you! Co out quickly to welco your Uncle Zhang!"
A strong and unparalleled will resonated unobstructed across the cosmic vacuum, as if waves of energy tides, falling upon the Ninth Battle Group garrison base.
The front-line post quickly received, then conveyed it to the headquarters building.
"Commissioner Zhao, what do you think?"
Facing the inquiry from the ssage soldier, Zhao ng, the committee mber at the Ninth Battle Group HQ, was quite troubled.
Finally he covered his face and said:
"Let him in."
A disaster indeed!
Zhao ng felt complete helplessness. Which careless fellow brought this man here?
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