The Marco Polo incident quickly spread locally. The death of a few people on Colonial Planet 103 was considered an ordinary occurrence—people died here every day, including refugees, mercenaries, bandits, and robbers. Compared to the fight, what people cared more about was the outcome of the event. The reality was, however, that there was no outcome, and the matter fizzled out without consequence.

"Sir Feng, is that you?"

Troubles happened every day, and today there were particularly many. On his way back, Feng Yi was again stopped by a disheveled young girl, who had an unmistakable urgency and unease on her face.

Feng Yi regarded the girl with a cold gaze, "What is it."

"My mother is very ill now, so I want to borrow some money from you. I know you are a good person."

Has she taken the wrong medication or something, borrowing money? He still didn't know who to borrow money from, "Wrong person, I don't have any money."

"Only you can help me." Before Feng Yi had a chance to turn around, the girl had already knelt down and started pleading desperately, "I can give you my body, my mother's condition is really serious, please, just seven Ruel will cure her, and I'll pay you back, as long as I'm alive."

"Why do you have to borrow money from me?"

"You are the most righteous free mercenary around here, aren't you?"

This truly was a terribly rotten day. Feng Yi suspected that he might just be the only free mercenary left in the world, "Take it, you better remember to pay me back, I'm not interested in your body."

He simply took out ten coins and slapped them into the girl's hands, then turned around and walked away without looking back.

Upon returning home, Feng Yi conducted another round of checks on his surveillance equipment, and only after ensuring that everything was secured did he step out into the dim moonlight to start his night's lookout.

Not everyone had the knack for keeping watch; it required great patience and an ability to withstand cold. Though Feng Yi was not the most patient in everyday life, he displayed remarkable endurance when it came to waiting for his prey, an essential part of his livelihood.

As night fell, Feng Yi sensed the presence of another drone hovering in the sky...

How could it be, just after one fight, another one appears, and it's in a different location from yesterday.

This was good news. With a flying device, the money could keep rolling in, and his little treasury could keep growing in a positive cycle, accumulating enough for a trip beyond the territories. All was well and improving day by day.

This time, Feng Yi did not intend to shoot it down with a revolver. Considering the altitude from the ground, he should be able to succeed. Following that thought, he charged and jumped, seemingly dragging the hovering device down by sheer force.

Without a second thought, Feng Yi took out a black bag from the Space Crystal and threw it over the machine. He then stored it in the Space Crystal, cutting off its connection with the remote intelligent device.

Today's haul was nothing short of plentiful; even the unpleasant events of the day seemed to vanish after this find. Satisfied, he patted his hands and continued on his way.

As they say, when troubles come, they come in pairs, but so do blessings. It was only a few minutes before he spotted another drone, aimlessly capturing who knows what.

This...

After the initial joy, Feng Yi slowly regained his composure. Why were there so many monitoring drones in the sky, one after another, and as soon as one was dealt with, another appeared. It seemed there was something fishy going on.

Adhering to the principle of 'little assiduous bug,' Feng Yi decided to conduct a wide-area patrol in the nearby region... After a while, he had collected 12 surveillance drones.

However, as the contraband accumulated, it appeared that the person controlling the drones remotely had noticed this, and adjusted the flying altitude of the drones beyond Feng Yi's jumping reach.

Therefore, Feng Yi began a battle of wits and courage with his adversary.

He first hurried back to the repair center, entrusting the lame technician to quickly modify them and instructed to equip his drones with jamming devices and rapid-fire weapons. Of course, as compensation, Feng Yi would give two drones to the lame man for free.

The lame man was a local professional technician who dealt with parts all day and was obviously more dexterous than Feng Yi. Moreover, these drones were not as damaged as the first one that Feng Yi had brought down, so the modification process went smoothly. In less than two hours, the lame man had transformed ten drones into illegal monitoring devices with attack and interference capabilities.

The game Striker 1945 was Feng Yi's favorite as a child. He picked up the control of the drones extremely quickly and before long, he began attempting dual control on multiple fronts, as well as attempts to disrupt the high-flying drones with his shooting techniques, causing them to malfunction or bringing them down directly.

Inside the Time-Space Transfer Device, Blade Warrior was completely dumbfounded. Damn it! Her surveillance drones! That bastard was so unscrupulous, no wonder her drones were mysteriously malfunctioning and disappearing. They were all being fished away by some damn thug whose face she couldn't even see properly.

Bastard! Damn it! Son of a bitch! Fark! If you want to play like that, mother isn't afraid anymore, huh.

Blade Warrior's thoughts turned angrily, and she had to reclaim something. Thinking this, she also commanded dozens of drones to withdraw en masse for modification overnight. The entire Time-Space Transfer Device was filled with clanging and banging noises all night long.

Even though every hibernation cabin had soundproofing, the angry, surging temper of Blade Warrior, combined with her violent maneuvers, caused others to hear some noises as well.

In her efforts to reduce weight for increased power, Blade Warrior almost abandoned many unnecessary hardware components, such as the solar charging device and the intelligent calibration device. She spent the whole night converting the beam weapons into low-end armed surveillance monitors.

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