Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

"Oxygen generator?" When Pan Yifu heard this word, he suddenly realized that the other party came on the same spaceship as him.

Oxygen generator is an indispensable material in interstellar flight, and the price is not too expensive, but... how could he have it?

"You have the Talisman, and you can bring out a batch. I rushed out empty-handed, how could there be?"

Qu Jianlei supported it for six days before coming out, this time the shells washing the ground was more than twice as strong as the last time.

Afterwards, there were star thieves searching around, and it was inconvenient for him to show up—at least the danger would be greater.

Last night, he was able to come out, but in the end he waited until tonight, there was really not much oxygen generator left.

He was somewhat relieved to find that Lao Pan hadn't left.

However, this time the shells washed the ground and he was locked in a small dark room for another six days, and his mind was extremely exhausted.

"Then you can give me some fuel, and I will reduce the oxygen generator myself... It would be better to have a generator."

Oxygen generators are reusable, but require energy to reverse.

Pan Yifu ignored the words directly, "Is there... any supplies in that secret vault?"

What he was most worried about was that the secret vault was left with an empty shell, just a bait.

In this case, he caused the other party to experience another bomb wash, which is really hard to explain.

Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, "There are indeed some supplies, but not many, it can be filled with Nawu Talismans."

"Then that's easy to say," Pan Yifu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and replied, "It's a good deal, right? You got the bulk of the supplies, so you should be content."

Qu Jianlei sighed, "Let's go, get out of here first."

The two disappeared into the night like ghosts, bargaining constantly on the road.

Pan Yifu believes that the loss of the other party is a necessary expenditure to get the big head, otherwise why would he let so much share out?

However, Qu Jianlei is not so easy to talk this time - if he is easy to talk, it is wrong.

"Old Pan, I probably don't want this at all. It's because you insist on taking risks... Do you know what it's like to be locked in a small dark room?"

Pan Yifu was born in the military. I don't know if it's just a coincidence. The imperial military also punished him with confinement in a small black room.

It doesn't matter if you persist for two or three days, the longer the time, the more difficult it will be.

When he was young, he was also very angry, and was locked in a small black room several times, the last time being the longest, a full four days.

After that, he no longer dared to cause trouble casually.

Seeing that Wenxin was so worried about this, Pan Yifu was helpless, and finally reluctantly agreed to give the other party a barrel of fuel as compensation.

This amount of oil is not enough to restore so many oxygen generators, but he said that there is only so much, "My oil is still useful."

Qu Jianlei looked at him in surprise, "What do you need fuel for?"

Pan Yifu replied angrily, "I need motorcycles and generators... I can't always walk on two legs, can I?"

He co-authored not only got a motorcycle, but also a generator in the hiding place. A-level fighters really pay more attention to the quality of life.

"Hmph," Qu Jianlei snorted softly, "I knew that even if you got fuel, you wouldn't support the Pioneering Group."

He has a very accurate understanding of Lao Pan's level of self - he will not take advantage of others, but he will not help in vain.

On the battlefield, it is a bit short-sighted to be unable to provide effective support to friendly forces in terms of supplies.

But Pan Yifu looked down on the Pioneering Group in his heart, thinking that they were a bunch of mobs.

However, he will not bully the opponent for no reason. When he takes Fat Fox's two B-level soldiers to the station, he will get his own harvest.

Pan Yifu also snorted coldly when he heard the words, "Material support? There's not enough of these things, so I won't make trouble for myself."

Although the words were indifferent, they were not unreasonable, Qu Jianlei could only curl his lips.

Seriously, it was Pan Yifu who said again, "You use too much oxygen generator, the main reason is that you didn't learn the tortoise breath technique, no wonder I!"

Huh? Qu Jianlei regained his spirits, "This tortoise breathing technique...do you know it?"

"I won't," Pan Yifu shook his head. "The military taught it, but I didn't learn it."

"You..." Qu Jianlei didn't know what to say about him anymore, "You don't know how to learn such a good thing?"

Pan Yifu replied indifferently, "If you get something, you will give it."

Then he asked meaningfully, "Where do you think soldiers who have learned the tortoise breath technique will be arranged?"

Qu Jianlei really didn't think about this, after hearing the words and thinking about it carefully, he felt a little cold in the vest.

But shouldn't the mission of the military be to defend the country? "It feels like you're still a little selfish."

Sure enough, he was still a young man, Pan Yifu felt a little disapproving, but he didn't bother to explain.

He just said coldly, "In the army, specialization is the most important thing. If you learn too much, the chance of death is high."

Qu Jianlei was still thinking, "The effect of this turtle breath technique...where can I get this technique?"

Pan Yifu glanced at him, then shook his head, "Except for the military, it is only found in some big forces, and it is strictly controlled."

"What is there to control?" Qu Jianlei was puzzled, "You can save your life at a critical moment."

Pan Yifu touched his forehead helplessly, "This thing is used as a crime...it's also very useful."

Tortoise's breathing technique to do bad things... Do you want to be a thief? Qu Jianlei felt that this reason was really far-fetched.

Seeing a knife, some people think it can be used for self-defense, some people think of it as a way to rob, and the cook thinks it can cook...

Thinking of the bad first in everything, this kind of philosophy... It would be an understatement to say that it is unfounded.

But he didn't intend to judge, he just smiled nonchalantly.

"In the final analysis, it is still an information monopoly. The empire's monitoring system is so mature now, what use can the turtle breathing technique be?"

In fact, he really doesn't know the situation of the other planets in the empire. This is speculated, and asking now is considered a test.

Pan Yifu didn't think of this, but looked at him with a smile, "Do you really want to learn the turtle's breathing technique?"

Qu Jianlei thought for a while and replied, "Isn't it too much to be overwhelmed with skills? Even if it's not easy to learn, it's good to have a look."

Observing the cultivation method is what he wants to do most.

In the Daoist classics collected in his last life, there are some descriptions about the tortoise's breath, but they are relatively fragmented and obscure, and they are not complete.

He mainly wants to know what kind of relationship this world has with Blue Star.

Of course, if you can calculate the Turtle Breathing Technique suitable for your practice, that would be the icing on the cake.

"I know there is no turtle's breathing technique," Pan Yifu said bluntly, "I can give you a direction, what are you willing to pay?"

Qu Jianlei waved his hand, "I'm not interested in the direction alone. The military headquarters must have it... Would it be useful for you to tell me?"

Pan Yifu replied in a deep voice, "It must be an easier way for you...the easy one."

Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "The materials in the secret storehouse are divided into two and eight, you eight and I two... Well, I prefer medicine."

"So generous?" Pan Yifu was a little surprised, "Then after I tell you, you can't go back on your word."

"Am I short of something? I can't afford to lose that man," Qu Jianlei replied very simply.

But the next moment, he reacted, "Don't tell me that there is a turtle's breathing technique in the pioneer group, right?"

The pioneering planet itself is very dangerous. It is quite normal that some of these explorers have practiced the tortoise breathing technique.

"I'll go," Pan Yifu almost swears, "I don't care, at least I reminded you... five to five points."

"No problem," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation. In fact, there are quite a lot of things in the secret library of Fat Fox.

Although he only had a short time to collect it, he was still full of storage talismans and storage rings, and more supplies were destroyed.

He didn't want to deceive Pan Yifu. However, the storage ring really couldn't be exposed. This was also forced by reality to be a villain.

He answered bluntly, and Pan Yifu was somewhat surprised, and gave him a surprised look, "You are not stingy, and you can continue to cooperate."

When the two arrived near Pan Yifu's camp, it was still dark.

Each person has half of the supplies in the Nawu Fu, but Qu Jianlei took more medicine and a barrel of fuel, and Old Pan took some food.

What Pan Yifu cares most about is food. This is not only a question of whether he is hungry or not, but also related to the recovery of his internal energy.

In fact, he also wants to order more medicines, which are good things with a price but no market.

After years of war, the medicines in the hands of the Pioneering Group have long been exhausted.

Thanks to the fact that they can still use local materials to make some medicines, otherwise the number of casualties will increase a lot.

It is really surprising that there are so many medicines in the fat fox secret library, but it is probably funded by star robbers.

Qu Jianlei refused, "It's enough for you to have a little medicine, and the rest are in exchange for supplies. I'm really useful."

In any case, it took nine days before and after this battle, and the two were quite satisfied with the result.

Not only did I get some supplies, but I also destroyed the two artillery positions of the Star Bandits. There were gains and damages, and I was really happy physically and mentally.

Pan Yifu even said, "I found that our cooperation is quite complementary."

He always thought that the opponent was too young to know the basics of warfare, but he never thought that the opponent's battlefield instincts were very strong.

And he also has strengths, that is, rich vision and battlefield experience, which can effectively make up for the opponent's shortcomings.

Qu Jianlei nodded, "Anyway, let's keep in touch, I'm going to rest for a few days, so worry about the information."

Pan Yifu couldn't care about it anymore, the other party was bored underground for six days, but it was because of him.

Qu Jianlei circled around quite a bit, and when he returned to his camp, it was already dawn.

A wood-attribute C-level was on guard. When he saw him coming back, he took the initiative to stand up, "Master Heitian, you are back."

Qu Jianlei found him ahead of time, and didn't intend to say hello, but stopped and asked, "What happened?"

The C-rank soldier replied respectfully, "It's been so long since you've been gone, everyone is very worried about your safety."

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