Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 465 - 337: Never-Ending

It’s normal for there to be surveillance on a passenger spaceship, and small cabins are no exception. Interstellar travel allows no negligence.

Spirit Fox splashed a glass of wine, which didn’t mean much, but it interfered with the camera, affecting the clarity of observation.

That’s what he wanted. The next moment, he took out paper and pen, turned his back to the camera, and began writing swiftly.

Before long, he had filled an entire page.

On it were six pickup locations, two on the Star of Hope, and four on two other planets.

Also, there was information on four intelligence dealers, including secret codes, all clearly written.

And two rendezvous points, two treasure chests, and the key locations.

After writing these, he exhaled deeply, "Take care of these yourself... If I get them, you might get watched."

Is the situation that critical? Qu Jianlei blinked, "This handwriting... It’s ugly!"

"I wrote it with my left hand," Spirit Fox gave him a glance, "I’m serious, let’s err on the side of caution."

He picked up the paper to hand it to Qu Jianlei but then paused.

Then he added a note behind one pickup point, "This person is open to bribes and has firm beliefs."

Qu Jianlei glanced at him, his expression somewhat strange, "Firm beliefs?"

"That’s right," Spirit Fox nodded, answering decisively, then sighed, "Tsk, what a pity."

"Alright then," Qu Jianlei folded the paper a couple of times and put it in his pocket, "So, goodbye for now?"

"My private communication number, note it down," Spirit Fox casually listed a series of numbers, "Contact if needed."

Qu Jianlei nodded, "Alright, I’m off... The road is long, we’ll meet again."

After saying this, he opened the small cabin door and left. At this moment, the spaceship was about to land.

Watching him leave just like that, Spirit Fox couldn’t help but be taken aback. His lips moved, but in the end, he didn’t speak,

After a while, he poured himself another drink, shook his head, and smiled silently, "Just leaving like that, admirable..."

He owed the other party so much, yet the person just took a piece of paper and left without a word, truly carefree.

Of course, Black Heaven was not worried about being deceived, which shows the person was confident and capable of bouncing back.

However, Spirit Fox didn’t feel offended; he admired the carefree attitude more.

After Qu Jianlei got off the spaceship, he didn’t even retrieve his luggage and walked away.

His luggage was mostly just for show; important things were all stored in the Storage Ring.

There were identity checks at the spaceport, but he completely ignored them and exited through a VIP exit.

The VIP exit service was excellent, with a dedicated attendant as if they didn’t even see him.

This was why Qu Jianlei chose the VIP exit; not only was the service good, but there was also less surveillance.

Currently, he wasn’t afraid of crowds, but excessive surveillance was a headache.

As he exited the port, he happened to see Youyou being put into a military police vehicle.

It was clear she was continuously explaining something without resisting, while those military police officers were... quite rough.

Qu Jianlei shook his head and continued walking. He didn’t mind doing something to help her, but since she wasn’t resisting, he decided to leave.

Originally he intended to give her a Storage Talisman... but now he couldn’t give it away.

Outside the port, there was a currency exchange. He took out a Silver Note worth a thousand silver coins and exchanged it for smaller Card Coins and silver coins.

There was a smart car rental nearby, but he didn’t want to rent one; instead, he leisurely strolled down the street on foot.

To his slight surprise, he found that surveillance on this planet seemed scarce, much less than in the Gorge.

The Star of Hope should be one of the Imperial mainstream planets, right? Is the surveillance really this lax?

He was a bit puzzled but couldn’t be bothered to think too much, walking along in his own world, occasionally brushing by others without being noticed.

This feeling of being ignored, in fact, felt quite good... this was what normal human society should be like.

Passing by a convenience store, he went in and bought some food, discovering they had maps on sale and bought one as well.

He walked for a full five hours before reaching the downtown area of what’s called Bailan City, which was indeed quite large.

However, he wasn’t in a hurry on purpose, savoring the fresh air, his heart feeling relaxingly unprecedented.

Having crossed over twenty years, finally living the life of a normal person, this was indeed worthy of being a Habitable Star.

Upon reaching downtown, he even felt reluctant to find a place to stay, wanting to wander the streets all night.

However, not long after nightfall, it started to rain, and the rain grew heavier.

Qu Jianlei looked around and found himself the only pedestrian on the street, everyone else either driving or taking shelter under eaves.

If he used Inner Breath, he wouldn’t fear getting wet, but... no one would do that.

So he chose a roof to shelter from the rain. Only then did he realize it was actually a hotel.

With nothing else to do, he approached the front desk and asked, "To shelter from the rain... can I get a room?"

Behind the counter was a slightly skinny middle-aged man who found it strange to hear that: You’re getting a room just to shelter from the rain?

But it doesn’t matter, as long as there’s money to be made.

He smiled lewdly, "Didn’t bring identification, huh? As long as you pay enough, nothing else matters."

Qu Jianlei frowned, "What do you mean pay enough? This room is already pricey, and you’re asking for more?"

"Not asking for more," the man replied seriously, "just the listed price, no ID required here."

No ID required? Qu Jianlei pondered for a moment and asked curiously, "Aren’t you afraid of the City Guard checking?"

"You’re from off-planet, right?" The middle-aged man instinctively replied, not out of discrimination, just stating facts.

"Other places require ID for accommodation, but on our Star of Hope... identity really isn’t important. Of course, I also have ways to avoid checks."

"Alright then," Qu Jianlei casually tossed a card coin worth a hundred silver coins, "Reserve me a room on the top floor."

The guest rooms here are priced by floor, different floors have different layouts, the higher the floor, the more expensive.

"Sure thing," the middle-aged man pocketed the card and handed back a few dozen silver coins, "Would the esteemed guest like some drinks?"

"Just tea will do, and bring some food," Qu Jianlei waved dismissively, "Be smart, don’t make me tear your place apart."

The middle-aged man chuckled indifferently, "Tear my place apart? You wish."

He’s met plenty of tough guys, it’s just not worth arguing with this one. Does he really think Bailan City is a place outsiders can run rampant?

But the other party shot a cold glance, making him swallow his words, not daring to say anything further.

Not until the other took the room card and went upstairs did he finally breathe out, "Damn, he’s all mysterious and stuff."

He actually knew that the other party was definitely skilled, Bailan City isn’t short on experts—even Supreme ones.

And he knew people like that too, so he wasn’t too afraid—if pushed, he could call for backup.

However, he also knew deep down that calling for help was more theoretical than practical.

Not to mention how much it would cost and if it would be worth it, the real issue was whether anyone would even respond.

So when it’s time to back down, just back down and admit defeat.

Qu Jianlei was somewhat surprised, they actually had tea here, quite similar to what he drank on Blue Star.

Of course, the taste and quality were much poorer. After all, when he was on Blue Star, he lived a very high-quality life.

This is just a roadside hotel, being able to provide such tea is already impressive.

However, when he thought that even in the gorge, tea was considered a rare commodity, he felt... this is normal life.

Then he recalled what Pan Yifu said: How unwelcoming is Garbage Star?

What he didn’t know was that at midnight, another person arrived at the hotel, looking sullen.

The middle-aged man, seeing the other’s gloomy face, couldn’t help but feel a bit scornful.

After a few words, he couldn’t help but mock, "If you can’t afford it, don’t stay, the top floor isn’t for you..."

The person opposite reached out, grabbed his neck across the counter, and lifted him up.

In the dead-fish eyes, there was an endless darkness, and the voice was unnaturally hoarse, "Say one more thing if you dare?"

"Is this... A-level?" The middle-aged man’s body trembled uncontrollably, wailing, "Spare me, great one."

"Arrange a room on the top floor," the newcomer tossed him aside.

When Qu Jianlei got up the next day, it was still raining.

He looked at the bill and found it reasonable, so he called the middle-aged man up, "Buy me a car."

He didn’t even ask what the other could do, nor how much the car would cost; he just made the arrangement directly.

If you dare take advantage of me, we’ll see how I’ll deal with you.

Sure enough, the boss played along; shortly after, a car was arranged.

An old car, costing just over eight hundred silver coins, whether it’s cheap or expensive is hard to say.

But Qu Jianlei didn’t mind, he counted the money and drove off.

As he drove away, he faintly sensed some danger, but couldn’t pinpoint it.

However, after driving for a while, he finally confirmed that indeed, there was a malice locked onto him.

Zheng Ziyang also felt that the world was full of wonders; he had originally planned to relentlessly pursue Black Heaven.

It wasn’t much related to the death of the White Clothes and such. The key point was knowing Black Heaven carried a big secret.

How big is this secret? So big that he didn’t dare tell his family!

So, with no support from his Supreme family, he had no choice but to bear it all in silence.

However, his spaceship landed a little late, and after landing, there was no news of Black Heaven.

He had secretly decided that once back to Quantum for debriefing, he’d mobilize people to search all around.

But he never expected that a random choice of hotel for the night happened to be where Black Heaven was staying too.

Watching Black Heaven drive away, he checked out, rented a car by the roadside, and followed.

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