Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

After Qu Jianlei received Camille's information, he chose his direction to escape.

Star No. 2 was truly unbearable, the aura of those two Supremes was too overwhelming.

More than one person suggested to him that it was best to leave the Hope Star Realm.

Qu Jianlei was willing to accept friendly advice, but leaving so dejectedly made him a bit unwilling.

Originally, he just thought about how to stir up some trouble before leaving.

If he could get hold of those Divine Text Researchers' information, he wouldn't mind killing a few.

—You didn't give me a heads-up when you came after me, so why should I hold back against you?

He truly cherished his peaceful life, but it was so easily destroyed; why is it so hard to be an ordinary person?

Camille wasn't convenient to provide the Divine Text Researchers' information, which was not particularly surprising, as scavengers were not invincible.

It was good enough to have all the information on the Cyan Blade Trading Group, including those outside this star realm.

It could be imagined that Camille provided this information to try to please him—or the organization behind him.

After obtaining the information, Qu Jianlei immediately decided: to go to the Star of Hope!

Star One is the Central Star of the Hope Star Realm, with various forces intertwined; no matter what happens, it quickly spreads throughout the star realm.

Many of Qu Jianlei's adversaries, the Star Domain Headquarters is also here, including the Customs Enforcement Division, Cyan Blade Commerce Association, Bida, Military...

Secondly, it's the hub for traveling to other star realms, Stars No. 2, 3, and 4 also have flights to the Outer Star Realm, but not many.

Moreover, many flights from the other three planets to the Outer Star Realm need to transit here.

Qu Jianlei had previously considered leaving from Star One—departing from other planets would make it too easy for the Customs Enforcement Division to cause trouble.

The Customs Enforcement Division had already stated that they intended to temporarily put aside their grievances, but if he believed that completely, it would be too naive.

Now that he had obtained a large amount of detailed information from the Cyan Blade Commerce Association, he wasn't worried about having nothing to do when he went to Star One.

There are many flights from Star No. 2 to Star One, but Qu Jianlei still chose to go via freight.

It's not that he didn't have a fake identity, but he felt passenger transport was not safe, especially being on the customs' wanted list.

So he boarded the cargo starship to the Star of Hope, under the cover of the torrential spring rain.

This starship was actually from Bida Freight Company and arrived at the Star of Hope in four days.

What greeted him was the autumn rain of the Star of Hope, this time not torrential, but fine as a thread.

Qu Jianlei didn't know much about the Star of Hope, but with Xiaohu by his side, everything was manageable.

The Earth Scholar organization had already started attacking the Cyan Blade Commerce Association.

They also heard that Panda had been wanted throughout the entire star realm, it was a big deal.

But that was only a personal wanted notice, what did it have to do with them?

If Panda's entire organization was wanted, then they would have to change strategies, at least make a clear cut.

However, for now, things hadn't gotten to that point, they would continue to use the Panda Organization's name.

What Qu Jianlei didn't know was that two hours after he arrived at the Star of Hope, a passenger starship from Star No. 2 landed.

A tall, skinny middle-aged man got off the starship, looking ordinary but surprisingly had an A-level cultivation level.

This man was named Shostak, an Advanced Guard of the Star Exploration Bank, responsible for executing the bank's top-level security missions.

This time, he came to Star One for a vacation and to visit friends.

Of course, making some extra money on cargo transport along the way wasn't surprising, considering his status, it was almost impossible for anyone to check him.

Right now, in his Storage Talisman, there was a sealed large box, and he had no idea what goods were inside.

But he wasn't interested in knowing either, earning $150,000 for the trip was such a good deal, where else would you find one?

With such a high freight charge, don't be too curious, besides, the intermediary was a long-established one, trustworthy.

It was Qu Jianlei's second time on the Star of Hope; the last time, he came directly from Zarif Star.

The cargo starship docked in Bailan City, and Qu Jianlei walked casually through the night without an umbrella.

The last time he came, it seemed it was also raining, the street scene was the same, the people were still the same, but his mood... had changed.

At that time, Qu Jianlei finally left Zarif Star, thinking he could live a normal life.

Temporarily using a fake identity wasn't a big deal, once life was completely stable, he could gradually establish a real one.

After years of unremitting efforts, he finally... returned to the beginning, starting again on a runaway.

Could this be my destined life?

Unintentionally, Qu Jianlei passed by the small inn where he stayed for one night, the owner was still the same man.

Staying in an inn in Bailan City surprisingly didn't check identities often; one had to say this didn't quite match the status of the Central Star.

However, it wasn't just this one, the Central Star being a super-sized rural area wasn't unique.

However, Qu Jianlei had no intention of seeking memories at this inn, one reason was a lack of interest, and two, there was potential risk.

The people coming after him this time had the highest cultivation level and the most organized efforts.

He had stayed here one night, only the deceased Zheng Ziyang knew, but who could guarantee the message wouldn't get out?

To be on the safe side, it's best not to take this risk.

Identity verification in Bailan City isn't strict, which leads to a relatively high number of vagrants, though not many are completely destitute.

Most vagrants have tents and some belongings, with quite a few vehicles parked beside their tents.

After all, there is plenty of open space here, and as long as you have sufficient supplies, it's not necessary to stay in a hotel.

Qu Jianlei picked an abandoned construction site, set up a three-wheeled motorcycle, a tent, a generator, and other living supplies.

The drizzle was still falling; he set up his tent under the eaves and took out the Customs Enforcement Division's terminal, placing it inside the tent.

After starting the generator, he set up a stove outside the tent and began grilling kebabs.

In fact, he was keeping watch, mainly to let Xiao Hu gather as much information about this planet as possible.

Nighttime in Bailan City lacked the tranquility and harmony that a central star should have; there were many night-eating creatures.

He hadn't grilled for long before someone wandered over, their gaze roaming about.

But right beside the stove was the three-wheeled motorcycle, with faint light reflecting off the vehicle-mounted machine gun mounted on it.

Upon seeing such a weapon, most people would back off; those who dare to display this sort of thing usually aren't to be trifled with.

In the Imperial society, many people, even if they had heavy weapons, wouldn't openly show them.

It's not about playing dumb to catch people off guard, but rather because if you've got it out, and something happens where it needs to be used, do you use it or not?

Once used, a lot of trouble and aftermath is inevitable; if not used, doesn't it invite ridicule?

So those who dare to show these things are basically also not afraid to use them.

Most seasoned street-wise people would understand this reasoning, and upon seeing this setup, would leave.

It's not necessarily that they couldn't handle it, but rather... it's not worth it; since the cost might be high, why not find some easy targets to pick on?

However, there are indeed exceptions. Two hours later, as Qu Jianlei was eating and drinking, three young men came around the corner of the eaves.

The three were loudly laughing and talking, sounding as if they'd been drinking, and at this late hour, it was clear they weren't up to anything good.

Crucially, the burly man leading them was a modified warrior, with a short dagger at his waist, as well as a laser pistol.

The other two young men each carried a short dagger, and one also sported a laser pistol.

"Yo, it smells pretty good," the leading man sniffed twice and walked over to Qu Jianlei.

"Grill some more; I didn't drink enough earlier."

Qu Jianlei looked up at him and casually uttered a single word, "Scram!"

"Screw you..." Without another word, the modified warrior drew his laser pistol, and the other one also drew his gun.

Qu Jianlei raised his hand, two blue lights flashed by, as fast as could be.

"Damn..." The ordinary young man immediately dropped his laser pistol, "So hot!"

The modified warrior hesitated for a moment, looking at his laser pistol, which had already been damaged by the opponent's laser.

He flew into a rage, "The hell... you actually dare to break my gun? Pay up!"

Qu Jianlei didn't even bother to look up this time, "I'll say it one last time... scram!"

The three hesitated, exchanged glances, and the modified warrior still leading them, turned and left the way they came.

As he turned the corner, he snorted, "Kid, if you've got guts, don't run!"

Of course, Qu Jianlei wouldn't run; if the other party really called for reinforcement, it wouldn't escape his perception.

Not far away, there were other vagrant's tents, casting covetous glances. These two shots were enough to dispel most greed.

The night went by without incident, with Qu Jianlei grilling and drinking until dawn.

Someone, bored, watched him from start to finish, finally sighing: judging by his appetite alone, you could tell he wasn't easily provoked.

At dawn, Qu Jianlei packed up the tent and drove away on his motorcycle. Only when he reached a place without pedestrians or surveillance did he put away his belongings.

This routine continued for two days before Xiao Hu finally gathered almost all the information about Star One.

Qu Jianlei was concerned about whether the over two hundred people from the Cyan Blade Commerce Association on Star One had all gone into hiding.

Unfortunately, the archaeologists' combat styles differed greatly from his, as was the Cyan Blade Commerce Association's response strategy.

Currently, the association had six gathering points on the central star, each with groups ranging from just over twenty to fifty or sixty people.

Each gathering point had at least two A-level individuals, with the smallest group renting a hotel under a Patrol Guard's name.

They were all smart, knowing where it was safer.

However, there was something different: the Earth Scholars dared to attack Cyan Blade Commerce Association people during the daytime.

This was in line with their modus operandi on Star No. 2, daring to rob the Rare Books Tower in broad daylight!

So you couldn't say they weren't brave, just that their style of action was different.

Just as Qu Jianlei sorted out these thoughts, new information came in.

That afternoon, the Cyan Blade Commerce Association's people were attacked in Cyan Feather City.

The association had six gathering points overall, but many business dealings couldn't be handled within the gathering points, requiring them to venture out.

The Qingyu Gathering Point had plenty of people, more than forty, and this time eighteen had gone out on errands.