Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 406 - 284: No Skill Is a Burden

"Oxygen generating agent?" Pan Yifu heard this term and suddenly realized that the other party had come on the same spaceship with him.

The oxygen generating agent is an indispensable material in interstellar travel. It is not very expensive, but... how could he have it?

"You have a storage talisman, you can bring out a batch, I rushed out empty-handed, how could I have any?"

Qu Jianlei held on for six days before coming out. This time, the shelling was more than twice as strong as the last time.

Afterwards, star thieves were searching around, and it was inconvenient for him to show up—at least it would be more dangerous.

Last night, he could come out, but he ultimately waited until tonight. The remaining oxygen generating agent was really not much.

Discovering that Old Pan hadn’t left, he felt somewhat comforted.

However, this shelling made him spend another six days in a small black room, and he was extremely mentally exhausted. This matter really couldn’t be left like that.

"Then give me some fuel, and I’ll restore the oxygen generating agent myself... If there’s a generator, even better."

Oxygen generating agents can be reused, but they require energy consumption to be reversed.

Pan Yifu directly ignored this statement, "Are there any more supplies in that secret vault?"

What he feared most was that the secret vault was just an empty shell, merely bait.

In this situation, if he caused the other party to go through another shelling, it would be really hard to explain.

Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, "There are indeed some supplies, but not many, just enough to fill the storage talisman."

"Then that’s good," Pan Yifu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He replied with a smile, "We agreed on an 80-20 split, right? You took the bulk of the supplies, you should be satisfied."

Qu Jianlei sighed, "Let’s go, let’s leave here first."

The two vanished into the night like ghosts, still haggling along the way.

Pan Yifu thought that the other party’s loss was a necessary expense to get the larger share, otherwise why would he let so many shares go?

However, Qu Jianlei was not as easygoing this time—it would be wrong for him to be easygoing.

"Old Pan, I don’t want this 80% at all, you insisted on taking the risk... Do you know what it’s like being confined in a small black room?"

Pan Yifu came from the military, and whether by coincidence or not, the Imperial Military also has a punishment of confinement in a small black room.

Enduring for two or three days is fine, but the longer it lasts, the harder it becomes.

When he was younger, he was spirited and was confined in the small black room several times, the last time being the longest, a full four days.

After that, he didn’t dare to cause trouble casually anymore.

Seeing that Wen Xin was still holding grudges about it, Pan Yifu was also helpless. He finally reluctantly agreed to give the other party a barrel of fuel as compensation.

This bit of fuel wasn’t enough to restore all the oxygen generating agents, but he said that was all he had, "My fuel is still needed."

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

Pan Yifu replied grumpily, "The motorcycle needs it, the generator needs it... I can’t always walk on two legs, can I?"

It turned out he not only got a motorcycle, but his hiding place also had a generator. A-level warriors really pay attention to quality of life.

"Humph," Qu Jianlei snorted softly, "I knew it, you got fuel but wouldn’t support the Pioneer Team."

He had a very accurate understanding of Old Pan’s self-centeredness—not taking advantage of others, but also not helping for free.

On the battlefield, not being able to effectively support allied forces in terms of supplies is somewhat short-sighted.

However, Pan Yifu internally looked down a bit on the Pioneer Team, thinking of them as a ragtag group.

But he wouldn’t oppress them for no reason either, when bringing two B-levels with Fat Fox to raid a military station, the loot was also divided independently.

Hearing these words, Pan Yifu also snorted coldly, "Material support? There’s never enough of that, I wouldn’t make trouble for myself."

The words were cold but not without reason, and Qu Jianlei could only curl his lips.

In all seriousness, Pan Yifu said another thing, "You use too much oxygen generating agent, mainly because you haven’t learned the Turtle Breathing Technique, don’t blame me!"

Huh? Qu Jianlei became intrigued, "This Turtle Breathing Technique... do you know it?"

"I don’t know," Pan Yifu shook his head, "The military teaches it, but I didn’t go to learn."

"You..." Qu Jianlei didn’t know what to say to him, "Such a good thing, and you don’t know to learn it?"

Pan Yifu replied indifferently, "To gain something, you must give something."

Then he asked meaningfully, "Where do you think soldiers who learned the Turtle Breathing Technique would be assigned to?"

Qu Jianlei hadn’t thought about this before, but upon hearing it, he felt a chill.

But isn’t the mission of the army to protect the homeland? "I feel like you’re still a bit selfish."

Indeed still young, Pan Yifu thought indifferently, but he was too lazy to explain.

He merely stated coldly, "In the army, specialization is most important; learning too many things increases the chance of death."

But Qu Jianlei was still obsessed, "The effect of this Turtle Breathing Technique... where can I obtain this technique?"

Pan Yifu glanced at him and then shook his head, "Besides the military, only some major powers have it, and it’s tightly controlled."

"What’s there to control?" Qu Jianlei expressed his confusion, "It could save lives in crucial moments."

Pan Yifu helplessly touched his forehead, "This thing is also quite handy for committing crimes..."

The Turtle Breathing Technique for doing bad things... like being a thief? Qu Jianlei thought this reason was pretty far-fetched.

Seeing a knife, some people think it can be used for self-defense, some think about using it for robbery, and a cook thinks about using it to cook...

Always thinking of the worst in everything, this mindset... calling it unnecessary worry is putting it mildly.

However, he didn’t intend to judge, just smiled it off casually.

"In the end, it’s still information monopoly. The Imperial surveillance system is so advanced now, what use can the Turtle Breathing Technique be?"

Actually, he really didn’t know the situations on other Imperial planets, so what he said was a guess, and asking was a way to probe.

Pan Yifu hadn’t thought of that and instead smiled at him, "Do you really want to learn the Turtle Breathing Technique?"

Qu Jianlei thought for a moment and replied, "It never hurts to have more skills, right? Even if it’s not easy to learn, it’s good to take a look."

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

The Daoist Sect classics he collected in his previous life had some descriptions of the Turtle Breath, but they were fragmented and obscure, and not complete.

What he mainly wanted to know was what kind of connection this world could have with Blue Star.

Of course, if he could calculate a Turtle Breathing Technique suitable for his own cultivation, that would be a bonus.

"I know where there’s the Turtle Breathing Technique," Pan Yifu said straightforwardly, "I can point you in a direction, what are you willing to offer?"

Qu Jianlei waved his hand, "If it’s just a direction, I’m not interested. The military headquarters surely has it... you telling me, is it useful?"

Pan Yifu answered in a deep voice, "It’s definitely a path that’s easier for you to obtain... a very easy one."

Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation, "Twenty-eighty split of the Secret Vault’s supplies, you take eighty, I take twenty... hmm, I’m inclined towards medicines."

"So generous?" Pan Yifu was a bit surprised, "Then once I tell you, you can’t go back on your word."

"Do you think I’m lacking this little stuff? Can’t afford to lose face," Qu Jianlei answered straightforwardly.

But the next moment, he realized, "Don’t tell me there’s the Turtle Breathing Technique in the Pioneer Team?"

The Pioneer Planet itself was inherently dangerous, so it was normal for some of these explorers to practice the Turtle Breathing Technique.

"Wow," Pan Yifu almost swore, "I don’t care anymore, at least I’ve reminded you... fifty-fifty split."

"No problem," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation, actually, there were quite a lot of things in Fat Fox’s Secret Vault.

Although he had only a short time to collect them, he still filled the Storage Talisman and Storage Ring, more supplies were destroyed.

He didn’t want to deceive Pan Yifu, however, the Storage Ring absolutely could not be exposed, forced by reality to act unscrupulously.

His straightforward response somewhat surprised Pan Yifu, who looked at him with some surprise, "Not stingy, we can continue to collaborate."

The two of them arrived near Pan Yifu’s camp before dawn.

The supplies in the Storage Talisman were split in half, but Qu Jianlei took a bit more medicine and a barrel of oil, while Old Pan took more food.

What Pan Yifu cared about most was still the food, it was not just about hunger, but also related to the recovery of Inner Breath.

Actually, he also wanted to ask for more medicines, because those were valuable and scarce.

Years of ongoing conflict had already exhausted the medicines on the Pioneer Team’s hands.

Fortunately, they were still able to source and make some local medicines, otherwise, the casualties would have increased significantly.

The fact that Fat Fox’s Secret Vault had so many medicines was really surprising, but it was likely funded by Star Thieves.

Qu Jianlei refused, "A little medicine is enough for you, the rest is for bartering for supplies, I really have use for it."

Regardless, the battle lasted over nine days, and both were quite satisfied with the results.

Not only did they manage to obtain some supplies, but also destroyed two artillery positions of the Star Thieves, resulting in both gains and destruction, truly a delight.

Pan Yifu even expressed, "I realized, our cooperation has a strong complementarity."

He always thought the other was too young to understand the intricacies of warfare, but didn’t expect his battlefield intuition to be so amazing.

And he also had his strengths, which were a broad perspective and battlefield experience, effectively making up for the other’s deficiencies.

Qu Jianlei nodded, "Anyway, let’s stay in touch, I’m going to rest for a few days, please pay attention to information matters."

Pan Yifu couldn’t argue, after all, the other had been stuck underground for six days, due to his plans.

Circling around a bit, when Qu Jianlei returned to his own camp, it was already dawning.

A C-level Wood Attribute was on guard, seeing him return, he came out to greet him, "Black Heaven Sir, you finally came back."

Qu Jianlei had already noticed him and hadn’t intended to greet him, but upon hearing this, he stopped to ask, "What happened?"

The C-level warrior respectfully replied, "You’ve been gone so long, everyone is very worried about your safety."

"Besides, the Star Thieves have recently increased their search efforts in this area significantly, making the atmosphere much more tense!"