Chapter 1231 - 1093: Crispy Outside, Tender Inside

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1093: Crispy Outside, Tender Inside

The Supreme heard the other party say this and was really taken aback. It wasn’t meant to be deceitful.

His pockets were truly empty at the moment, so he was willing to recognize this debt and repay it sincerely in the future—who else would dare owe the military?

But your current attitude, what am I supposed to do?

"My friend, I’m also a Supreme. I’ve reported my identity. Do I really need to owe you this little money?"

"Supreme..." Celestial Sound snorted disdainfully, "If you were above Supreme, we might consider giving you some face."

"Alright, no need to say anything else. If you leave now, I’ll pretend I never encountered this situation."

Actually, she felt that her attitude was quite good; the other party almost disrupted the foundation’s breakthrough, yet she didn’t get too bothered.

But when the Supreme heard this, he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: Leave... You want me to leave now?

Could you please make it clear that we are space wanderers, wanderers, okay!

If we miss contact with you, we might never return to human society!

He unhesitatingly stated, "We are survivors. The remaining supplies are really not much."

"I hope you’ll lend a hand for the sake of the ’Interstellar Navigation Mutual Aid Clause’!"

The mutual aid clause isn’t Imperial law; it’s just a loose agreement with almost zero binding force.

But he had no other choice, resorting to this means to remind the other party—everyone has difficult times!

Celestial Sound heard this, and was genuinely unsure how to respond, as she indeed belonged to the benevolent faction.

Claire was hard-hearted, wanting to say some harsh words, but after glancing at Zi Jiu Immortal, found the female professor also looking conflicted.

Just then, two lines appeared on the console next to the Pioneer, the message from Qu Jianlei.

"Boss’s operation really is amazing," Celestial Sound quietly muttered, then raised her voice.

"Don’t worry, once our mission is over, we’ll naturally notify Tongda Trading Group to come rescue you."

With this operation, the other party can’t say we’re leaving them for dead, can they?

The military discipline during mission execution is often very strict; not aiding others might be due to military protocol.

The Supreme heard this and relaxed slightly—could it really be like this?

He previously thought the other party’s mission was too secretive; not rescuing his side might be to protect the planet’s secret.

In other words, not offering aid was minor; perhaps after the task ends, they’d eliminate them to cover up.

Don’t think the military is incapable of such things; soldiers obey orders by duty, and once they get ruthless, it can be boundless.

Now that they’ve agreed to notify Tongda afterward, it shows the likelihood of elimination is low.

Otherwise, they could act now, relying only on this Company Level warship, and his side would face complete annihilation.

Considering their tone was so grand, not even sparing a Supreme, only above Supremes had some face, what does that indicate?

It indicates they’re true military elites, with such confidence!

However, this answer still couldn’t satisfy the Supreme, as such chances for aid are extremely precious.

If the other party breaks the promise afterward and leaves, where could they seek justice?

No matter what, he wanted to make a last attempt.

"We appreciate your kindness, but notifying Tongda... they’re not necessarily going to save us; big groups have various drawbacks."

Inside the 3344 ship, another line appeared on the Pioneer, "It’s very likely an excuse."

Qu Jianlei didn’t decide this time, merely offering a hint to his companion.

Celestial Sound understood at once and responded, "You specify a contact person, too. We can’t do much more than that."

Her answer was standard, but the Supreme soon followed up the hint, "But such matters..."

Before he finished talking, another bright light flashed, more dazzling than before.

The people in both starships momentarily felt blinded, followed by the rumbling of thunder.

After the thunder resounded for a bit, the three women exchanged glances: the foundation’s Thunder Tribulation... was really quite exaggerated.

Just then, the opposing Supreme’s voice came over the public channel.

"How about this, you take us to space and notify our people to meet us, would that work?"

"Is there much difference?" Celestial Sound was a bit puzzled, "Wouldn’t it still require someone to meet?"

During the appearance of the second Thunder Tribulation, the Supreme already decided how to answer.

"This is a military mission area; we don’t want outsiders to know, meeting in space is more appropriate."

This phrase is merely to cater, showing he respects the military.

The Supreme’s real intent was if they could board the warship, unless the other party acted to cover up, they should manage a ride.

He’s not too worried about being killed—from the other party’s various reactions, this possibility seemed too small.

Genuinely, it was the concern that the other party would ignore his group and leave them on the planet to fend for themselves.

No matter what, getting stranded in space, with all the apprehension, helplessness, and despair is truly uncomfortable.

That feeling is understood only by those who’ve truly experienced it.

He didn’t want to give up this opportunity at all. He had to chase it fiercely and wouldn’t allow any more uncertainties to arise.

The Supreme Horizontal wasn’t expecting that the other party indeed valued confidentiality highly; it was just inconvenient for them to emphasize it.

So when Celestial Sound heard this, they were momentarily taken aback. Fortunately, a new line appeared on the Pioneer’s screen, "Don’t agree easily."

Qu Jianlei’s intentions were clear. Since he had already shown his stance earlier, he couldn’t be easily swayed by the opponent’s rhetoric.

His sense of caution was heavy, and he listened to the reasons given by the other party, but absolutely wouldn’t believe them easily.

As for how to negotiate with the other party, he was too lazy to think much. Anyway, it’s best to just watch and wait.

The three women indeed discussed in hushed voices for a while, and then Celestial Sound stepped forward to respond.

"That’s impossible, as we said earlier, you must pay a sufficient price, or we won’t help."

"Still about the money..." The Supreme Horizontal’s head was really getting bigger.

However, since the other party hadn’t outright refused, it meant there was still room for negotiation.

So he tentatively suggested that they could bring money with the people coming to meet them—they really couldn’t gather it now.

"That’s impossible," Celestial Sound refused bluntly, thinking "try to get something for nothing? No way!"

She wasn’t sure of the opponent’s real thoughts, but it didn’t matter.

The boss had already made it clear, don’t be swayed by the opponent’s rhetoric, so sticking to her point was fine.

The Supreme Horizontal remained silent for a long time before replying, "Then let’s gather as much as we can for now."

"Hmm," Celestial Sound snorted quietly, saying nothing more, though she was really disdainful in her heart.

This group really wasn’t honest. They said they had no money just now, but now they could gather some?

After that, neither side said much, and the opponent even seemed to have turned off the transmitter.

Ten minutes went by quickly, and Claire couldn’t help but grumble under her breath, "I wonder how the old Bon is doing."

Her words seemed to be enchanted, as right after she spoke, another lightning bolt flashed.

This lightning was exceptionally bright and lasted quite a long time, almost a full three minutes.

As for the thunder, it continued for five or six minutes.

When the thunder finally ended, Celestial Sound couldn’t help but gasp, "Heavens, can a person withstand this?"

Claire’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch, "I seem... a bit hesitant to break through to the Supreme."

"Old Bon... should be able to take it, right?" Zi Jiu Immortal said uncertainly, "Boss should have made some preparations."

In fact, what she cared more about was, "I wonder how many of these tribulation thunder will fall?"

According to ancient legend, encountering tribulation thunder during a breakthrough to the Supreme is a very good thing.

But this magnitude of tribulation thunder, one or two strikes could be deadly, so how could more continue?

Meanwhile, Flower Scorpion was also looking at Qu Jianlei in astonishment, "Boss, how many tribulation thunder strikes are there?"

Her complexion was extremely pale, not just from being scared by the tribulation thunder, but also from being exhausted by long-term perception during the breakthrough process.

But as an A-level Awakened, it was truly not easy for her to hold on till now.

At least, another genius, Professor Zi, was certainly envious of her.

Qu Jianlei furrowed his brow and slowly shook his head, "Quantity of tribulation thunder... there’s no certainty."

Back when he crossed his tribulation thunder, it was seven strikes—he was struck into wanting to die, the impression was incredibly profound.

Mu Yu felt a bit perplexed upon hearing this. It wasn’t shameful to not have as much insight as the boss; if uncertain, just ask.

"Is there no related data, or is the number of tribulation thunder uncertain?"

"In theory, the number is uncertain," Qu Jianlei answered solemnly.

"There’s generally a saying that the more potential a cultivator has, the more tribulation thunder they will encounter... but, this is just a rumor."

Granny Jia couldn’t help but look at Qinghu upon hearing this, "How many tribulation thunder strikes were there when Ran Bingluan crossed her tribulation?"

Qinghu initially didn’t want to talk about it, as it involved the boss’s privacy.

But this wasn’t a secret, and the whole process of Ran Bingluan’s crossing was thoroughly investigated by the Anomalous Management Division.

With the influence of the people present here, finding out this bit of information was easy—one can’t hide it for long despite hiding it for a moment.

"If I remember correctly, it should be seven strikes of tribulation thunder."

Granny Jia looked again towards the direction of Bentley’s retreat, "So, he can endure up to four more!"

In her view, Old Bon surely couldn’t have more potential than the boss.

Now just these mere three tribulation thunders have struck the venue to ruins, and the defense array has been destroyed.

Appearing in everyone’s view from the retreat, Bentley looked completely charred, barely sitting cross-legged there.

However, everyone also noticed that Old Bon raised his hand and stuffed some capsules into his mouth, everyone was familiar with those things.

"Four more to come?" Nutrient Injection couldn’t help but shake their head upon hearing that, "At most, two more!"

"I’m not saying he lacks potential, but he definitely can’t withstand the fifth!"

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