Chapter 1230 - 1092: Refusal

Chapter 1230: Chapter 1092: Refusal

Qu Jianlei truly didn’t expect that as Bentley reached the critical point of breaking through, those survivors actually took action!

"Are there a lot of Energy Blocks?" he mumbled quietly, frowning.

He really couldn’t understand their reaction. In space, when encountering such a situation, shouldn’t they hide to reduce consumption?

Little did he know, his thinking was that of someone who didn’t understand the difficulty of the situation.

Most people on a space adventure can’t possibly be like him, carrying a large amount of supplies and the ability to handcraft equipment?

Because of his considerable confidence, he could consider various options and make the best choice.

The vast majority of space survivors don’t have such conditions; no one can be sure how long they can hold out before being rescued.

So, once they encounter an opportunity, they must seize it as much as possible.

The fact that they managed their resources carefully for more than half a year without losing control already showed their experience!

However, Qu Jianlei didn’t think too much about it, as this unexpected situation didn’t go beyond his plans.

Just as he was about to issue a command, suddenly, a white light flashed.

At that moment, they had already reached the entrance of the closed-off area, with the purpose of not affecting Bentley’s breakthrough.

The entire world suddenly became extremely dazzling, making it impossible to see the objects in front.

Bentley’s first Tribulation Thunder finally descended.

This Tribulation Thunder appeared so abruptly that even though everyone was mentally prepared to face it, they couldn’t help but be surprised. ℯℯ𝘭.

Mu Yu even couldn’t help but scream "Ah."

Though she was slightly over three hundred years old, her actual life experience was about a hundred years, so being afraid of thunder wasn’t surprising.

The reactions of others were generally okay, and even the Paranoid tapped her shoulder twice to comfort her.

It was Qu Jianlei who was somewhat affected and didn’t issue the command right away.

It was only after a series of thunderbolts that he grabbed the handheld device to make arrangements for the three people outside the door.

Professor Zi and the other two were also shocked, "Is this a joke? This is much stronger than an A-level electromagnetic strike!"

Celestial Sound was still quite familiar with the power of the Electromagnetic Technique, "It’s not just A-level; it has reached the Supreme level."

"Isn’t that expected?" Claire, who had seen many scenes, said, "Old Ben is breaking through to the Supreme, how could the Tribulation Thunder just be A-level?"

Zhi Jiu Immortal, on the other hand, was in a bit of a daze, "Did the Tribulation Thunder really descend?"

She had long heard the legends of Tribulation Thunder, but... even the boss wasn’t too confident before.

"Alright, let’s get to work," Claire had already heard the boss’s command, "Drive the lifeboat to board ship 3344."

Meanwhile, the survivors piloting the lifeboat were also shocked by the Tribulation Thunder.

This time, they sent out three people, including a Supreme with robust muscles and two A-levels.

The three were the top combat power of the survivor team and came to investigate.

But this thunderbolt directly stunned the trio.

One of the A-levels spoke in astonishment, "The power of this lightning... isn’t something a lifeboat can withstand, is it?"

The muscular Supreme contemplated and responded, "The power is substantial, but we can fly close to the ground and ensure grounding."

"If we want to escape early, we must seize every possible opportunity!"

Another A-level suggested, "Boss, there’s no need to get too close now; observing first isn’t a bad idea."

"That’s... true," the Supreme felt a bit disappointed, but his team’s suggestion was sensible and cautious.

So he could only express, "Alright, let’s lower the altitude first."

After lowering the altitude, the lifeboat dared not move forward rashly, carefully inching forward bit by bit.

However, not long after, a shadow flashed ahead, revealing a Company Level warship, resembling a standard military warship.

"Ha, it’s a warship!" an A-level exclaimed excitedly, "This time we’re finally saved!"

Actually, these space adventurers didn’t have a particularly good impression of the military.

Mainly because the actions of the military sometimes truly betrayed the trust of the people.

But the military encountered near this planet was an exception.

If they didn’t highly trust the other side, they couldn’t have fled in this direction when their starship was destroyed.

However, right after, the muscular Supreme poured cold water on them, "Pay attention, this isn’t the military ship we contacted last time."

Last time it was ship 6503, and although it didn’t have a hull number, it truly was an authentic military warship.

But this starship this time couldn’t even be considered a standard warship.

The Supreme was not trying to dampen everyone’s mood, purely just giving a reminder.

The next moment, the public channel connected, and a female voice came out.

"Warning, this is a military special operation. The military is executing a special operation!"

"Stop where you are, stop where you are! Otherwise, all consequences are at your own risk, all consequences are at your own risk!"

To prove it wasn’t an empty threat, energy fluctuations appeared at the weapon output port of the opposing warship, with halos illuminating.

This meant the weapon was starting to charge and could launch an attack at any moment.

The three of them saw this and didn’t dare to mess around, so they took the initiative to stop the lifeboat.

An A-level commented, "Sir, we didn’t intend to spy on military secrets. Our starship had an accident, and we drifted here!"

"During this time, near this planet, we also encountered a military warship. At that time, we left voluntarily."

"We don’t care about previous matters," the female voice on the other side expressed without hesitation, "Now, leave! Immediately!"

The attitude was anything but polite, with a vibe of starting a fight if words didn’t agree.

The Supreme finally spoke, "I also come from a military background, graduated from Feiyang Military Academy. May I know which military region you’re from?"

"Feiyang, that kind of academy that trains the grassroots?" the other side sneered disapprovingly, "You’re not worthy to ask about our origins."

That remark stung a bit, but it was true.

Feiyang Military Academy could be considered a major force within the military, but it had too few top experts, having limited influence at the higher levels.

Of course, this "limited" only referred to Feiyang’s influence on the grassroots level, as quite a few managed to climb the ranks.

In any case, compared to Feiyang’s vast grassroots power in the military, their suppression and contempt at the upper echelons were common phenomena.

The Supreme felt so frustrated he wanted to spit blood, but there’s nothing he could argue with—he had already left the military ranks.

"Alright then, I won’t inquire about your background anymore. We’re now seeking military assistance as survivors!"

"We’ll talk about the help later!" the female voice scolded unyieldingly, "We’re busy right now. Can’t you see?"

The Supreme felt his temper rising, thinking, "I am a Supreme, after all, and this is your attitude?"

However, ultimately circumstances were stronger than the individual, and he wasn’t clear on what mission the other party was executing.

After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked, "When you’re done, can you take us away? We’ll pay!"

Paid assistance is common in the Imperial regime because moral coercion isn’t popular here.

Occasionally, someone might offer assistance for free, but it’s rare, and there’s usually some reason involved.

So for this Supreme to offer money to pave the way wasn’t unusual at all—you compensate, and why should someone help you otherwise?

Claire’s response was swift, "Wishful thinking, taking you away... wouldn’t that expose our mission?"

The Supreme could only chuckle bitterly in response, "If we had a way, we would have left ourselves long ago."

Hearing this, the three women were left speechless, not just because they lacked experience dealing with such incidents.

The key issue was that they hadn’t received full authorization from their leader, so even if they had the ability to solve the problem, they couldn’t arbitrarily make decisions.

Yet hearing their silence, the Supreme’s heart sank—were they intentionally ignoring his words?

Since the other side didn’t respond, he could only muster the courage to say, "If it’s really impossible, lending us some supplies would help."

This is the real interstellar adventurer spirit: ready to pick up and let go. If you don’t take us along, fine, survival is our priority!

Celestial Sound heard this and was genuinely curious, "Help you with supplies?"

Having no kinship or ties, to outright ask for assistance, wasn’t this overly audacious?

The Supreme felt a bit embarrassed but could only explain, "Let’s consider it a loan; it’s mainly because we’re tight on resources right now."

It’s not that he wanted free goods; it was just that their existing supplies were running low.

As for Silver Notes... who brings Silver Notes exploring in space? Goods are the hard currency, aren’t they?

Not that he didn’t bring any Silver Notes at all; he still had some for emergencies.

But if he spent them now and encountered another problem, there would really be no other options.

He had already determined that the military folks were relatively trustworthy—even if not mentioning the last incident, this time they were just driving him away.

He wasn’t sure exactly what the other party was doing, but just judging by the electric flashes and thunder, it was clearly no small matter.

They weren’t related, and any slightly ruthless person wouldn’t hesitate to silence him.

Since the other side exercised restraint, owing them once or twice was the same.

But this attitude completely irritated Celestial Sound, who belonged to the good faction.

He was willing to sympathize, yet the Supreme proactively made demands?

"Your lack of resources, why is that our problem? Are we close?"

That was a real slap in the face—after all, who doesn’t want to save some face?

"I said consider it a loan, from the owner of the Tongda Trading Group’s Explorer No. 318, is that enough?"

He initially considered mentioning his name, but then thought it would be embarrassing if word got out.

"Not enough," Celestial Sound rejected without hesitation; she hated it when people used status as leverage.

If you have the money, pay it, and if not, don’t pretend. It’s not like no family has produced a big shot.

"And don’t count on buying supplies. If you can arrange the money, buy an Attack Ship and head back!"

It was impossible for her side to take them back, and just supplying them was no meaningful gesture.

Though the Attack Ship had short legs, with enough caution and a proper supply of Energy Blocks, going long distances occasionally wasn’t out of the question.