Terenceus raised his head indifferently and looked at the man in front of him and said, "It depends on whether the information you provide is worth the price."
The man took out an old-fashioned chip from his sleeve and handed it over, and said fiercely: "Everything you want is in it, but what about the things I want? If you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for losing everything."
Terenceus inserted the chip into his bracelet to read the data on it. After a few minutes, Terenceus took out a miniature freezer box and handed it to the other party.
The man opened the box and looked at the medicine lying quietly inside. His body trembled a little, and he turned around and left.
At this time, Christine, who was sitting far away, came over.
"Where did you find this person? Is it reliable?"
"There is nothing unreliable. People who have been struggling at the bottom all year round can sell everything they can for a glimmer of hope. We have got the information we want, let's go." Terenceus replied coldly.
The two of them walked out. Along the way, Christine asked in a low voice: "How about getting the information."
"The White Moon Starfall Empire did participate in the development of the federal government's fifth-generation aircraft in the early days, and in return, the White Moon Starfall Empire received two of the seven God-blasphemers." Terenceus said coldly.
"What does that have to do with our purpose? It can only mean that they have participated in the development." Kristen asked.
"Do you think such a powerful empire will only be bound by the federation? You must know that the White Moon Starfall Empire is no longer in the first star region, and the federal government does not have that strong control over it." Terenceus replied.
"What you mean is that the Baiyuexingluo Empire must have developed the true fifth-generation machine privately." Christine's eyes lit up.
"The answer to being so dismissive of the pseudo-base god series mechas is this, so there is definitely a light brain in the White Moon Starfall Empire." Terenceus raised his head and said coldly.
"But even if we know that such a thing exists, we don't know where it is hidden, and our actions are restricted. We can't even leave this planetary fortress, how can we enter the heart of the White Moon Starfall Empire? Once something goes wrong, we will
You should know very well what you are going to face." Christine asked in a low voice.
"It's not that we can't leave at all, there are still ways. As for what we will face when problems arise, I know better than you, but so what, I will never put everything on others." Terenceus replied calmly.
"Okay." Christine replied.
"Let's go back to the Hippogriff," Terenceus replied.
At this time, in a restaurant, the butcher rolled up his sleeves, put a whole barrel of rum saba on the table, put his feet on the chair and said.
"Come again! I won't come home until I'm drunk today."
Chromie covered his mouth with one hand, pressed his hand on the table and shook his head involuntarily: "I can't do it anymore, come on."
Pique lay directly on the table.
Bellerosa, who was sitting next to her, burst out laughing. The whole private room was in a mess. The people brought by the butcher were all staggering, but here, only Chitaki Shimo was still standing strong.
Even so, Chitaki was a little confused when he saw such a big bucket full of rum saba. This butcher is really good at drinking.
Fa Lie sat leisurely and ate delicious steak. The Butcher and others naturally excluded Fa Lie. They could see that Fa Lie was a reformed person. From this aspect, they could see that the Butcher and the others still had a better technology tree.
Very strong.
If you look closely, you will find that the individual armors worn by the Butchers are all specially made. They do not look like third-generation individual armors or colonial armors. They seem to be of particularly good quality.
Chitaki and the butcher picked up the big bowls and bumped them together. They both raised their heads and drank in one gulp.
"It's cool! Brother!" the butcher laughed.
Chitaki said in admiration: "Your drinking capacity is really good."
"My drinking capacity is the best on our ship. No matter how injured I am in battle all year round, I will drink a few bottles. For me, besides mechas, brother, the most important thing is wine. To be honest, I really admire you.
, Not only is he strong, but he is also courageous! Don’t be a coward!" said the butcher.
"Same for you." Chitaki replied.
"Come on, I offer you this bowl of wine. It's an apology for what happened in the arena last time. But brother, don't blame me. We are all people who survived the battlefield of life and death. In my eyes, going to the arena is a fight of life and death. No.
It's not considered defeat until the last breath. There is no such thing as admitting defeat in my dictionary." The butcher said, patting his chest.
"Everyone has different beliefs, and what is past is past." Chitaki nodded.
The two of them met and had sex.
"Have fun! If you have anything to do with me after drinking this wine, please come to me. If I, the butcher, can do it without blinking an eye, if you have any hesitation, I will twist your head on you." The butcher said with a laugh.
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Fa Lie, who was sitting next to Belilosa, smiled and asked: "If the lady doesn't persuade them to drink less, who knows how many buckets are there?"
Bellerosa shook her head and said: "The war is too depressing. In fact, drinking to vent is not a bad thing. As for Chitaki's physical condition, there is still no problem. Compared with the previous injuries, this time it is considered minor."
"What the lady is saying is that although this butcher has a violent personality, it can be seen that he has no small thoughts. In this era, it is not a bad thing to have a brother who can back-to-back." Fa Lie replied.
"Yes." Bellerosa replied.
In the memorial square at the center of Kikayinluo Planet Fortress, among the mourning crowd, a pair of malicious eyes looked at the photo frame of Gajivimo who was mourning in the center. Celine, who was guarding the photo frame, seemed to feel the strange eyes and raised her head to look at
There was a crowd, but I didn’t see anyone in particular.
"Lord Monk Kidd is here!" At this time, the gatekeeper shouted.
People in the entire square fell silent.
Meng Kejid was wearing a black plain clothes, holding a bouquet of white flowers in his hand, and walked in with a serious face.
He walked up to Gadgwemo's photo frame and bowed deeply.
"You sacrificed your life for the sake of the empire. I will not let your sacrifice be in vain. I will definitely kill Danes in my lifetime." Monk Kidd said calmly.
"Lord Monk Kidd." Celine's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
"Celine, I hope your grandfather can express his condolences," Meng Kejid said.
"Yes." Celine replied.
"I'll give you a mission. After seven days, escort the corpses of Gajivimo and others back to the imperial capital and bury them in the Valley of Sighs." Meng Kejid replied calmly.
"Yes, Lord Monk Kidd." Celine replied.
Monk Kid stood in front of Gadgwemo's photo frame for a long time, and the onlookers around him watched quietly. Everyone at the border knew that Mk Kid and Gadg Weimo were as close as brothers.