"Is that so?"

The chubby guy became even more confused now, "Is the problem you're considering that important? Given that Colonial Planet 103 exists, Earth must exist too."

Whether it's important or not, let's set it aside for now. Normally, this question should be trivial, but who can be sure when it comes to plane transfer. Therefore, Blade Warrior is being cautious and careful at every step. However, influenced by what the chubby guy just said, she also suddenly felt like she was unnecessarily worrying over nothing.

"Forget it, we still need to prioritize finding Feng Yi. Chubby, you need to be more cautious next time."

"Eh? You still want me to go? I don't want to go anymore." Upon recalling his recent predicament, the chubby guy adamantly refused to rush forward, afraid that he might encounter someone even more troublesome than before and lose his life.

Blade Warrior sighed deeply, worried about him, "You needn't worry too much. I'll prepare a fierce-looking human skin mask for you; that should be fine, right?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

The chubby guy's small eyes kept darting around; no matter how she spoke, there was a tone of uncertainty in her voice. "No way. At least get me a bodyguard." He shook his head like a rattle-drum.

A bodyguard, that... well, it could be said that in such a backward star region without even a local area network, let alone finding people, the chubby guy's smooth-talking life experience is rich. Even if he can't find Feng Yi, he could get familiar with some local affairs and inquire if Feng Yi exists at all during this time.

Blade Warrior glanced at Mengdie with some difficulty. After all, trusting someone once or twice was okay, but asking too many favors could be awkward.

Yet, when it came to finding Feng Yi, Mengdie seemed extremely committed without any objection, nodding her little head as if by default.

Having seen Mengdie take action before, the chubby guy knew how terrifying she could be and immediately agreed.

Considering Mengdie's appearance and attire, she also had to change temporarily into a black outfit.

A few minutes later, after changing clothes, their identities had shifted from original teammates to that of an employer and servant.

Chubby's identity shifted from the original white and chubby to that of a seasoned interstellar explorer toughened by the elements.

Silver Killer—Mengdie, a ninja skilled in various assassination techniques and advanced ninjitsu, primarily proficient in Wood and Water Escape techniques, and Illusion Technique; secondarily in Gold Escape. Clad in black clothes adorned with silver patterned masks, she was in fact the female bodyguard employed by Chubby. Her figure was curvy but don't be deceived by her seemingly fragile appearance. Even the jade flute she carried held countless secrets, with its tones capable of capturing souls stealthily.

Thus, Chubby decided once again that they would set out at sunset, the reason being quite simple.

Only when the bars opened at sunset could he potentially blend into the chaotic bar scene and acquire better information. Damn it, with little Mengdie protecting him, Chubby Tiger had nothing to fear. Perhaps deriving satisfaction from the previous night's adversity, he even hoped for more troublemakers to show up tonight.

The events of the previous night were already a common sight for the locals on Colonial Planet 103. As night fell and he arrived at the bar with Mengdie, it was as if last night's incident had never happened. Apart from not seeing the group from yesterday, everything else was normal - so normal that Chubby suddenly felt that it was abnormally too normal. So abnormal that as soon as they entered, he noticed that the bar seemed even more crowded than last night.

Perhaps it was a matter of time, after all, it was deep into the night when they visited yesterday, and now it was just 7 o'clock local time. But concerning the events of last night, the people around really acted as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, looking at the lady in red sitting at the bar from afar, her elegant demeanor was noticeable the moment she walked in, attracting countless men's gazes, which inevitably aroused curiosity in the plump man.

"May I buy you a drink, my beautiful lady?" The plump man, mimicking what he had learned from TV, immediately sat next to a lady, lit a cigarette, and casually spoke.

"Sorry, I'm not interested," the lady appeared quite aloof.

The plump man casually withdrew his gaze, but inside his head, countless expletives were flying through. Rejected so straightforwardly on his first try? This wasn't how it was supposed to go, things weren't following the usual script. Usually, ladies would rush over to drum up business, especially on such a harsh planet—Suddenly, he realized something crucial he had entirely overlooked: the issue of buying and selling— he had forgotten to bring money. What should he do without money? What is the currency used in this plane universe?

A series of difficult problems exploded in his mind like bombs.

He leaned close to Mengdie and muttered a few words...

Mengdie hesitated upon hearing this, seemingly reluctant to steal, but special circumstances required special measures, particularly since they were pursuing Feng Yi. The symbols of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements diagram suddenly began to operate around her. Her gaze, surrounded by a faint purple halo, seemed to be able to penetrate the essence and directly target everyone's inner thoughts—at a glance, she quickly locked onto a target and in less than a second—strictly speaking—she succeeded. She unhappily handed a round wallet pinched between two fingers to the plump man, as if to say this was a one-time exception.

Zhang Xiaobo looked at Mengdie with a newfound admiration in his eyes. He was utterly surprised. This person had keen insights and moved as fast as lightning, quietly and silently taking someone's wallet in an instant. What more could he say? Even surveillance cameras couldn't capture that kind of teleportation ability.

In short... Awesome!

"Bar, I'll have a pineapple draft beer with ice."

The plump man ordered two more appetizers and then looked around, thinking about finding someone to chat with. Anyone would do as long as he could strike up a conversation to understand the local environment and basic situation. Incredibly, due to the appearance of the bar owner Sara, he barely chatted with anyone that night. Those he did talk to were mostly foreigners; lots of free mercenaries were good at mooching drinks, but these cunning folks only shared superficial information. As for questions about the big shots of District 7, Feng Yi, or other deeper issues, they simply waved their hands and avoided answering.

This infuriated the plump man. Damn it, he had been played all night long. Or was it not his fault, but something related to Sara, the lady sitting in the prestigious guest seats last night? After all, the atmosphere wasn't as relaxed as this on his first day. It seemed everyone present was wary of something.

Upon recalling his battle with Carl and his crew, the plump man seemed to realize that perhaps the appearance of the hostess named Sara was the key point. After all, during the conversations, he had noticed the crowd subtly hinting at something without mentioning it directly, as the cunning old hands were probably also trying to protect themselves. This conflict-riddled Colonial Planet had many disputes, and they might also be considering issues like avoiding traps.

It seems he needs to find a better approach.

And so the night went by, and the plump man felt somewhat ashamed to face Blade Warrior and even Mengdie, feeling a bit guilty.

As the morning sun rose and he passed through the slums during the day, he noticed that there were vendors selling cheap goods like refugees from hundreds of years ago on Earth would do.

Feeling guilty, the plump man decided to try to be as kind as possible. He knew Mengdie wouldn't pay him any attention, but he still had to say what needed to be said, "Hey, Miss Mengdie, would you like to buy something? I have money now, thanks to you yesterday..."

But as he spoke, he found himself unable to continue. What was he doing? He knew she wouldn't bother with him, yet here he was...

At that moment, Mengdie unexpectedly showed a response, against her usual behavior. She gently pointed her delicate hand at the fruit laid out on the stall, then silently withdrew her hand as if to say she wanted to eat fruit.

Damn! This girl actually likes fruit. Big brother was just being polite and never expected Mengdie to respond like that. Well, then let's buy it.

So, the plump man didn't gather any useful information that night but ended up returning to the Time-Space Transfer Device with various kinds of fruits. Under the astonished gazes of Blade Warrior, Roland, and everyone else, he fell into an awkward silence, and the scene became quite embarrassing…

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