Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 559 - 429: The Assassin’s Shock

Qu Jianlei had made up his mind not to speak any further. After a while, a C-level guard sent a communication.

His money transactions were conducted through transfers, which were not slow. However, Qu Jianlei indicated that he only wanted Silver Notes or Card Coins.

Upon hearing this, Gradi glanced at him with a new layer of contemplation in her eyes, "Inconvenient to transfer?"

As the Guard Captain's wife, she was very aware of the kind of people who cared about cash.

Qu Jianlei didn't mind what the other person thought, casually replying, "Transferring back and forth in accounts, it's inconvenient for him and for me."

Inconvenient... could someone be supervising your account? Gradi couldn't help but fill in the gaps mentally.

The possibility of guarding against money laundering objectively exists, but if the other party is organized, the account will naturally also be under appropriate surveillance.

Does Panda have an organization behind him? Gradi believed that the possibility of being organized was quite high.

If there were no backing, how could one dare to extort with such impunity? Moreover, speaking to her so brazenly.

But how could such a person mix into the ranks of university teachers? "With your skills, why work as a Librarian?"

"Personal hobby," Qu Jianlei replied casually, "I can also avoid some hassle."

How old are you to be avoiding hassle already? Gradi looked at him with a somewhat strange expression.

But in her heart, she was even more resentful of her brother: Can't you at least be more discerning in your deceit?

Even a little inquiry would reveal that this person is definitely not easy to provoke.

To seek tranquility at such a young age, either too much killing or perhaps caught in a huge vortex.

No matter which possibility it is, such troubles are not something ordinary people encounter.

In a population of several million on Star No. 4, why provoke this person?

After thinking about it, she spoke up again, "Regarding the assassin situation, can you help handle it?"

She didn't think she was speaking recklessly. Since the assassin was most likely sent by the Starr family, then Panda was clearly in danger too.

Qu Jianlei rarely thought about it: besides looting corpses, was there any other gain from killing?

Then he replied, "Currently, I have no leads, but if I really have to handle it... is there a benefit?"

"Of course there is!" Gradi replied without hesitation, "It depends on your achievements."

She was not afraid to make promises, but if the other party couldn't deliver achievements, she couldn't be blamed for being stingy.

Qu Jianlei noticed that the other party used the term "you all."

Does she mean those three female B-levels? He thought it might not be the case.

But such a misunderstanding, he would only clarify if he was asked bluntly, "Let's see, I can't promise anything right now."

Just then, a C-level guard came in, took out fifty Silver Notes, and handed them over, "Count them."

As Qu Jianlei counted the money, Gradi glanced at the C-level guard, feeling a bit emotional.

Converted fifty thousand in cash so quickly? It seems my brother... really has some surprises in store.

After Qu Jianlei finished counting, he handed the recording to her, "Alright, we're even. There will be no backup."

As Gradi left, she looked at him again, "Looking forward to your good news."

Beside them, the C-level guard watched in confusion, thinking when did the elder sister become so agreeable?

When night fell, Gwendolyn slowly awoke.

Upon hearing that his sister had transferred fifty thousand from his account for a recording exchange, he couldn't help but wail, "My money..."

The next moment, he fainted again.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of the cover of night, Qu Jianlei quietly arrived at that resort hotel.

Originally, he intended to take action, hoping the two assassins would create some chaos before acting.

Since Gradi promised to give an appropriate reward, it was better to act sooner.

This middle-aged couple had returned before dark, even ordered a fine dinner, really looking like tourists.

Qu Jianlei didn't rush to act, hoping to hear anything from them.

Unfortunately, this man and woman didn't discuss related matters at all, only talking about scenery and places to visit.

Aside from the woman searching the web again to check their safety, there were no signs indicating they were assassins.

Not until before their rest did the man speak, "Is it the academy tomorrow?"

The woman replied, "Let's place a firework first, what do you think?"

Even with the man's calm demeanor, he couldn't help but be taken aback, then shook his head, "You're as crazy as I am."

This is the Central City on Star No. 4, proposing such a massive explosion is incredibly insane.

The woman nonchalantly replied, "Since gas stations can explode, why can't other places?"

The man shook his head again, clearly dissatisfied: there are no residences near gas stations.

However, ultimately, he said nothing—creating death was just a job for him.

Qu Jianlei couldn't help but shake his head: he thought he was already cold-hearted, but there were still people more ruthless.

Seeing this, he didn't hesitate any longer. After they fell asleep, he launched another spiritual attack.

The middle-aged man's perception was indeed remarkable. At the moment of the spiritual attack, his eyelids twitched slightly.

Moreover, Qu Jianlei's first strike didn't completely destroy his will.

A soft hum came out from his nose, somewhat resembling a blocked nose; clearly, he wanted to alert or call for help.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Qu Jianlei launched two rapid strikes, making a total of three consecutive hits, finally destroying the opponent's consciousness.

If he hadn't avoided backlash, he would have suspected this guy wasn't Supreme, right?

However, the man's reaction wasn't entirely useless.

The woman outside heard the soft hum, instantly opened her eyes, and rolled off the bed.

A true professional; even a slightly strange hum could wake her, and she reacted swiftly. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Unfortunately, her reaction was incorrect.

If she could have released her Perception immediately, she would have detected the massive Spiritual Attack.

Or failing that, shouting loudly wasn't impossible, provided the other was concerned about alerting others.

In any case, her standard reaction completely lost her final chance.

After the woman rolled under the bed, she first grabbed the Laser Pistol hidden at the bed's foot and then carefully released her Perception.

However, upon releasing her Perception, her face changed — an incredibly vast Spiritual Power appeared in the air.

"I..." She was about to shout, but a wave of Spiritual Power hit her heavily; she felt her head tremble, and then she lost consciousness.

When she awoke again, she found herself in a cavern.

The lighting in the cave was relatively bright, not the eerie Cold Light Stick, but two emergency lamps.

Her heart chilled, realizing there was no hope left; her opponent dared to light lamps, signaling no fear of alerting others.

She sensed her Inner Breath; her heart grew even colder: indeed, her Cultivation Level was sealed.

Turning her head, she saw her male companion lying on the ground, life or death unknown.

Then, she looked up and saw a face, and her heart sunk completely, "Panda... is it you?"

Qu Jianlei shook his head, speaking in a deep tone, "I just wanted to stay out of trouble, but why do you refuse to see the way out?"

"You really hide the deepest," the woman forced a smile, "seeing your face, is there any chance I might live?"

Both parties understood, speaking directly to the point.

Qu Jianlei slowly shook his head, "I won't lie to you; if you cooperate sufficiently... you can choose your way to die."

"Can't we negotiate?" A pitiful plea appeared on the woman's face, "I can buy my freedom."

"No," Qu Jianlei shook his head, speaking seriously, "You intended to cause explosive chaos, without considering others' lives."

Others' lives... The woman raised an eyebrow indifferently; she hadn't thought of that.

However, she was well-versed in psychology — that certificate wasn't faked, she earned it herself.

So she sighed, "Causing chaos was to facilitate escape; we indeed were somewhat selfish."

Qu Jianlei shook his head, "No need to discuss this; talk about what I wish to know."

He didn't say what consequences would follow if she wasn't honest—veterans like them understood without needing to say.

Upon hearing his words, the woman's face turned pale; communication was impossible; the other was clearly experienced as well.

She pondered for a moment and then spoke, "I can tell you what you want to know, but I also have some questions."

"That's fine," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Friendly reminder, I've removed all your gadgets."

Don't count on communicating any messages.

Upon hearing this, the woman paused, then forced a smile, "No shame in losing to you."

She sighed, "I don't want to investigate your background, just want to die with some clarity."

Qu Jianlei shook his head, dismissively, "Actually, dying in confusion is a kind of happiness."

"Let's say I'm just not reconciled," the woman shook her head, "Are you a Spiritual Attribute Warrior?"

"No," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation.

"Then which..." the woman stopped abruptly, staring in astonishment, "Not Spiritual Attribute?"

Qu Jianlei answered calmly, "You're close to dying; is it worth deceiving you?"

"Then you're not Supreme either," the woman's brows furrowed again, testing, "Attributeless?"

"More or less," Qu Jianlei nodded, raising his left hand, with a flame appearing at his fingertips.

He then raised his right hand, revealing a streak of electric arc at his fingertips, "See, I'm not lying to you."

"Indeed, Attributeless!" The woman's bitter smile was intense.

"This mission... really a huge loss, what kind of intel did they provide!"

"Encountering the legendary Attributeless is already unlucky enough, let alone you're proficient in both Electromagnetic Technique and Spiritual Technique!"

These techniques are difficult even for those awakened to corresponding attributes to cultivate.

Such a mere Attributeless can master them so skillfully?

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