How much is a Mutant Beast's corpse worth? It's said that the ammunition used to suppress the firepower costs no less than five hundred silver coins.

Spencer couldn't be sure that Black Wind was certainly attacking the forces of Panda Boss.

However, for the ambushed to counterattack regardless of cost is quite unusual—at least, very rare.

Coincidentally, he heard from Claire that when Panda and Yellow Scorpion encounter an opponent, they suppress them from beginning to end.

So he reported back immediately—it's very likely that Black Wind is the one who ambushed you, and the time and place are not far off.

Flower Scorpion thought this guess was reliable, but didn't dare to confirm it, so she came to Black Heaven for advice.

Qu Jianlei, upon hearing this, had a ruthless glint in his eye, "Only about twenty people, can we find out Black Wind's route?"

"They're also outside the city, it's not hard to inquire," Flower Scorpion responded straightforwardly.

But the next moment, she suspiciously retorted, "Finding out their route... shouldn't we confirm it first?"

Finding out their route implies taking direct action, what if it wasn't Black Wind who set the ambush?

Qu Jianlei gave her a suspicious look, "Do we need evidence for this kind of thing?"

"Of course, we don't need evidence," Flower Scorpion, an experienced player, had no hesitation in using her discretion.

She was considering something else, "If we retaliate against the wrong person... it would be quite embarrassing for us."

"Who said anything about retaliation?" Qu Jianlei gave her a puzzled look, "I just want to know their itinerary."

Flower Scorpion instantly understood, "You intend to ambush them as well?"

Qu Jianlei asked with curiosity, "Their reputation is so bad, isn't it normal for them to be ambushed?"

His way of thinking is indeed... quite different from others.

When others get ambushed, they think about revenge, but he thinks... such forces deserve to be struck down.

It doesn't matter if it's the wrong target, anyway, they deserve it. In life, one seeks clarity of purpose.

Alright, those are just superficial reasons, the deeper reason is a single word—poverty!

He felt that he should go out for a raid, if others can kill and loot, why can't I?

Hunting is too tiring, repairing machines is even more so, robbery is a bit easier, though more dangerous.

Qu Jianlei never considered himself a good person, but he wouldn't rob unrelated people—this is his limit.

In the Wasteland, insisting on one's limits is pretty ridiculous, but he felt it was necessary to persist.

This is the final stubbornness of a Blue Star traveler.

Flower Scorpion couldn't quite comprehend his thinking, but eventually, she asked, "Decided?"

"Give it a try," Qu Jianlei replied nonchalantly, "Mainly because the economic conditions are not optimistic."

Flower Scorpion truly knew the economic state of their small team.

Overall, the economic situation was good, but the boss consumed too much.

So she volunteered, "Count me in, whatever share you give me, I don't care."

"How could I let you get involved in this?" Qu Jianlei rejected it outright, "You'd be a burden!"

Flower Scorpion looked at him helplessly: Shouldn't I have some dignity?

Stared at by her, Qu Jianlei couldn't help but add, "I can go into seclusion, if both of us disappear, it won't be right!"

Flower Scorpion understood in a second, but she still sighed resentfully, "You still think I'm lousy after all."

Qu Jianlei didn't continue this topic, "Get ready, later we'll go build some Secret Camps."

Flower Scorpion was instantly speechless, although having multiple rabbit burrows is necessary, your sense of security is too lacking.

She questioned, "How many Secret Camps do we need to build, and how much material to allocate?"

"Half the materials, four or five Secret Camps," Qu Jianlei answered calmly, "One must learn to be prepared for danger in times of peace."

Flower Scorpion nodded and left, then suddenly turned back, "Are you worried about those two people?"

If given enough time, I can become stronger than those two! Qu Jianlei dismissively pursed his lips.

But since it's not possible now, there's no need to say it, he seriously answered, "Actually, I also want to face them directly."

"I understand," Flower Scorpion nodded slightly, thinking, who wouldn't want to confront them directly?

In the following days, the two of them drove out with supplies, constructing five Secret Camps.

It's actually just burying some supplies and creating just enough space to hide in, comfort was not even considered.

Qu Jianlei thought, if the time comes when these supplies are needed, comfort wouldn't matter.

After building the five camps, they took a detour back, unexpectedly encountering a lone big-horned snow deer on the way.

The two quickly dealt with it; the deer could be butchered for at least three to four hundred kilograms of meat.

Flower Scorpion eventually muttered, "Well, at least it wasn't a wasted trip, spreading out so much, got a little reward."

Qu Jianlei looked towards the Settlement and spoke leisurely, "Reward... soon we won't be lacking anymore."

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After Qu Jianlei returned to the courtyard, he announced that he was going to close the door to study mechanical repair techniques, and no one was to disturb him.

Cindy, Claire, and Spencer didn't mind—given Panda Boss's repair skills, shutting himself in to ponder over things was normal.

Their minds were on the big-horned snow deer, such tasty meat, they hadn't seen in a long time.

Cindy even suggested selling most of the deer meat in exchange for more economical food...

And on the night of his seclusion, Qu Jianlei quietly left the courtyard with a massive backpack.

Flower Scorpion was the only one who knew, watching his disappearing figure, she quietly clenched her fist.

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