Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 650 - 520: Pragmatism

Hertman's response was filled with the government system's disdain for civilian forces.

Qu Jianlei didn't think he had the right to ignore civilian opinions, but the Guard Captain's attitude was somewhat good news.

Having gathered enough information, he took a good rest for a day and two nights.

The five days in the river were incredibly tough; not only was the loss of body heat severe in the winter, but his Inner Breath was almost depleted when he jumped into the river.

Huaihai is over 1,600 kilometers from Fengrao, but his five-day journey floating along with the current exceeded 2,000 kilometers.

After all, the river doesn't flow in a straight line.

Thankfully, he went downstream; if it had been upstream, two thousand kilometers would have likely exhausted him.

By the morning of the third day, Qu Jianlei quietly left Huaihai.

Originally, he wanted to stay a bit longer to lay low, but time waited for no one.

He returned to Fengrao by the following evening, had a meal and a drink, didn't book a room, and went straight to the Adventurer's House.

It was still as smoky and noisy as ever, with deafening music and countless people indulging themselves.

Qu Jianlei no longer pretended to be a Wood Attribute Awakened but instead concealed his breath to appear like an ordinary person, carefully sensing his surroundings.

After all, he had killed three people here, and if the Cyan Blade Commerce Association had left spies, it would be easy to be exposed.

Having sensed several times, he didn't find Camille, but inadvertently, he did see the assistant manager from that day.

He raised his hand to a waiter, called him over, and pointed to the assistant manager, asking him to summon the person.

Although the assistant manager was B-level, since they had a business to run, he had to greet a guest.

Qu Jianlei pulled out a card coin worth a thousand, "Please let Camille know to turn on her handheld device."

"Camille?" The smile on the assistant manager's face instantly disappeared, and he looked at him cautiously, "Sorry, I don't know this person!"

"Tell her it's the man she still owes two promises to," Qu Jianlei paid no heed to the other party's reaction.

"You can try contacting her, and you can still tell me you don't know her."

"You're joking, sir," the assistant manager chuckled awkwardly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way."

After saying that, he turned and left, not even glancing at the card coin,

Qu Jianlei ignored him too, sitting at the bar, drinking cheap bubbly wine on his own.

It took about two hours before the handheld device in his pocket vibrated; he walked to the parking lot to answer it.

"You've been missing for quite a while," Camille chuckled softly, "Why did you think of looking for me today?"

"I need some information from you," Qu Jianlei casually replied, "Of course, I'm willing to pay."

"If it's about the Cyan Blade Commerce Association, you don't need to pay," Camille replied casually.

"Last time you were inquiring about news on Cyan Blade, just consider it included in the first promise."

Qu Jianlei raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "You, who always love money, have suddenly changed, I'm truly surprised."

Camille chuckled again, "Are you worried I'll betray you?"

Qu Jianlei didn't mind her teasing, "It's always wise to keep your guard up when dealing with you all."

Though Camille spoke highly of the Scavenger, he knew too well who was responsible for wiping out Desis's family.

"How dare I betray you?" Camille snorted lightly, "Fahim has already been dealt with by you guys."

"He's not dead," Qu Jianlei replied indifferently, "So you're being polite because you've seen my strength?"

Camille responded even more directly, "What else would I look at if not strength, your appearance?"

My appearance is not bad, okay? Qu Jianlei thought helplessly, "Your way of doing things is truly supreme utilitarianism."

Upon hearing this, Camille snorted coldly, "In that case, I'll take it as a compliment."

Qu Jianlei, tired of banter, directly went to the point, "This request isn't convenient to discuss over the handheld, can you come to the bar?"

"Turn your head and look right," Camille answered without hesitation, "if you're the one in gray clothes."

Qu Jianlei tilted his head and glanced, slightly surprised, "So... even gender can be changed?"

A heavy black-and-red off-road vehicle was parked not far away; it had just driven in.

Qu Jianlei noticed the vehicle, but at that time, a man and a woman had exited and entered the Adventurer's House.

There was still a man left in the car, but he didn't give off any aura or ill intent.

He assumed the person was the driver for those two and naturally didn't bother to pay more attention.

Looking up again, Qu Jianlei couldn't help but smile wryly and shake his head, "So even gender can be changed?"

Now that he had recognized him, the man opposite spread his hands, "Just a minor trick, to be honest..."

He carefully sensed Qu Jianlei's condition, then shook his head, "So it's really you, I didn't dare to recognize you."

"Lately, there's been a lot going on," Qu Jianlei replied solemnly, "Changing appearance at random can save a lot of trouble."

"Your matters aren't ordinary," Camille shook her head in disbelief.

"So many people are looking for you that if I spread the news about your presence, how much do you think I could earn?"

"Making money isn't hard," Qu Jianlei chuckled nonchalantly, "but you'd need a chance to spend it."

Robbing a bank makes money fast, but the question is, can you spend it?

Camille obviously understood this was a warning, but she didn't care.

"I know your whereabouts, but not telling others is a big responsibility. You have to understand my difficulty…"

"Alright, let's not talk about those now. The matter you have to discuss with me in person, it won't make me too uncomfortable, right?"

Qu Jianlei's eyebrows slightly furrowed. He really didn't like the other party's calculative shrewdness.

Simple shrewdness didn't bother him much. What he hated was the ruthless cold-bloodedness and brutal slaughter hidden behind the shrewdness.

But he needed something from her, so he had to let it go. "I want to know where Fahim's Life Support Pod is."

"Tying up loose ends?" Camille whistled, her expression extraordinarily cheerful.

"I like this way of doing things, but can I ask… do you trust me that much?"

Qu Jianlei silently looked at her.

Only when Camille completely quieted down did he say, "I allow you to reorganize your words."

"Alright, just joking," Camille, impressively adaptable, replied unconcernedly.

"This information is too sensitive. We haven't been fully focused on finding it out. It will take some time."

Qu Jianlei walked towards the SUV, putting away the radio, "How much time is 'some time'?"

Camille thought for a moment before answering cautiously, "Three days… how about that?"

Qu Jianlei was silent. He was really a bit anxious; otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed back so hastily.

Is something wrong with my mindset? He finally nodded, "Alright."

Then he took out five ten-thousand Silver Notes, placing them on the front of the off-road vehicle, "For your troubles."

"Hey, no need," Camille quickly opened the door and got out, "This is the same as the previous commission…"

However, in a flash, the other person had already disappeared.

Camille was startled for a moment, then lightly snorted and shook her head.

Then she collected the Silver Notes from the car and took out the radio to call, "Alright, we have a job."

In fact, when it comes to the professionalism of gathering information, Qu Jianlei still trusts the scavengers the most.

This group is truly all-pervasive. In comparison, whether it's the Earth Scholar or the Guard Team, their overall abilities fall short.

After leaving the Adventurer's House, he didn't rest but instead had Luca search for Amestina's location.

Sadly, this Supreme one's wristwatch signal was missing, not a hint of the grand presence she had when she first arrived.

Qu Jianlei thought for a moment, released a motorcycle, and headed towards the Customs Enforcement Division.

However, three or four kilometers away from the Customs Enforcement Division, he saw City Guards conducting searches along the street.

Passing vehicles were stopped, checked one by one, not even sparing the trunks.

Strangely, there were also a few Customs Enforcement Team members among the City Guards.

Qu Jianlei turned his motorcycle into a general store, bought some food and water, then turned and drove away.

"Luca, see what's going on with these searches."

The Big Head Butterfly circled twice and quickly replied, "There's no specific procedure; it seems to be a temporary arrangement."

"A temporary arrangement?" Qu Jianlei slightly released some perception, "There's more than one intersection with… can you or can't you?"

Luca couldn't hold back, "Who are you looking down on? I've already infiltrated the City Guard and Patrol Guard's control centers!"

So capable? Qu Jianlei was a bit surprised by this. Everyone is improving; I should work harder too.

The next moment, he brought his mind back to the present, "Is this… the Customs Enforcement Division guarding against me?"

But to think they can guard against him like that, how could that be possible? Worst case, he just wouldn't use vehicles.

The range the Customs Enforcement Division wanted to guard was too vast, Qu Jianlei slightly perceived it and found countless flaws.

The main roads were hard to travel, but moving high and fast is always unproblematic.

He chose a route that wasn't easy to travel; for those easier routes, he worried there might be traps.

Anyway, with the Wind Attribute at his side, even with more ups and downs, it wouldn't trouble him.

His figure moved flexibly, sweeping over roof after roof, breaking through Luca in no time.

But he hadn't gone far when he saw the second checkpoint ahead.

This protective circle was much smaller, covering an area roughly calculated at about five or six square kilometers.

Qu Jianlei could basically perceive the center of the circle was where the Customs Enforcement Division was located.

So he could be sure that this was the protective circle created by the Customs Enforcement Division.

At least a hundred City Guards were used. If they ran day and night, the numbers would double. This scale was really not small.

The second circle was much harder to enter than the outer circle, and he didn't know if there would be a third circle.

However, Qu Jianlei was more concerned: Does the Customs Enforcement Division have its own hospital?

If so, could Fahim be hiding there?