Wang Tong cracked a smile. He knew that he could use this opportunity to raise the price, but he didn't want to do so. Besides, he had to repay the Blizzard Squad's favor.
The reputation of the Blizzard Squad was very important to the Squad's development. Taking advantage of the situation was only temporary.
"Thank you, Captain Wang. I know my authority is limited, but I don't want to take advantage of you. I will add five more crystals to the price of the food."
"Great! Thank you, Captain Hans."
"You're welcome. I'm sure we will have many more opportunities to work together in the future. The Battle Wolf has made a name for itself in Marsa."
After the business was done, everyone began to chat. Hans had unknowingly changed the way he addressed Wang Tong.
"Nah, I was just lucky. I don't have many talents, but I do like to take advantage of loopholes." Wang Tong cracked a smile.
"What are you doing here, Rousseau? Bring your men to try out the armor. Don't embarrass yourself here."
"Yes, yes."
"Ross, you stay here with Captain Rousseau. Be a good host."
Ross hurriedly padded his butt and went.
Hans noticed that Ross was also a captain of the Battle Wolf, so he should be on the same level as Wang Tong. However, he seemed to be very obedient, and Guan Dongyang had only shown his face the whole time. It seemed like Wang Tong was in charge of everything.
But then again, Hans realized that Wang Tong was the leader of the Battle Wolf.
"Captain Wang, you look young. I wonder who your Master is. Are you a New Martian?" Hans asked.
Wang Tong didn't look like a native Martian at first glance. Many people like him had stayed on Mars because of the war, and they were called the New Martians.
"Yes. My Master lost his memory, so I don't know who my Master is." Wang Tong said with a half-truth.
"What a pity. Your teacher must be an incredible figure. Brother Wang has contributed a lot to the Battle Wolf Group's success. Since we're friends, I'll be honest with you. The Battle Wolf Group is a bit small, and it's a waste of your talent for you to stay here. Why don't you go somewhere else where you can make full use of your talent? I dare not say anything else, but if you join the Blizzard Battle Group, you can choose any position you want!"
Hanses said in a serious tone. He had already completed the first half of the mission, and now he had to move on to the other half. Wang Tong was definitely a talented person, capable, and patient.
"Yo, Vice-leader Hans, you've come all the way to our small temple? Did Emile send you here? You've got guts!" The only one who could speak in such a tone was naturally Miss Lie Xuan.
When Hans heard this voice, he could not help but smile bitterly. It seemed like he could not continue his persuasion. "Miss Lie Xuan, you must be joking. Everyone loves talent."
"Then you'll have to ask Aamir to move," Lie Xuan said. Her words almost made Hans speechless.
"Ahem, ahem, long time no see. Miss Lie Xuan has become even more beautiful and sexy. It seems that you and Brother Guan have been progressing smoothly." Hans was an experienced man and he immediately changed the topic.
"Hmph, you're really a busybody. Pay up now that the deal is done. We won't wait after the deadline!"
"Alright, alright, I've already left a message for the captain. Hehe, I was just about to ask Brother Guan some questions about arcana."
"I don't care about these things. Captain Wang, Ye Zi is looking for you."
"Hehe, Captain Hans, I have something to take care of first."
"Go ahead, but please think about what I said." Hans didn't really care about Lie Xuan. In fact, he even suspected that Lie Xuan was also trying to poach him.
Wang Tong gestured to Lie Xuan to let her know that she had done a good job.
Once the Blizzard Battle Group had confirmed the quality of the Heavy Armor, the transaction could be completed. Presumably, the Blizzard Battle Group was also making preparations. Although the Blizzard Battle Group was a little distressed, this was not enough to shake their foundation.
Wang Tong was ready to go through a few actual battles. After all, training all day without actual combat experience was useless. However, he still needed to strengthen his safety. Only by staying alive would he have the opportunity to grow stronger. However, no one could say for sure on the battlefield. The only thing he could do was to increase his safety as much as possible.
With the Heavy Armor from the Blizzard, the Battle Wolf team would be able to become a decent fighting force.
The first step was finally starting. Everything that had happened before was actually preparation, and the real test had just begun. All they needed to do was to work hard in training, but the real test would be in actual combat.
No one could become strong without going through a few life-and-death situations.
The Moon was no longer a paradise for humans, but a stronghold of the Immortals. On Earth and Mars, the human resistance movement was still vigorous, but the Moon was completely underground. The Moon was the base of the Great Demon King Patroclus. Even the main figures of the Zhang Family had been transferred to Earth, leaving only the combatants behind.
The Moonlight City didn't have the slightest hint of terror or panic. On the contrary, it was very lively, just like five years ago.
However, the bustling crowds on the streets were no longer humans, but the Immortals. In the center of the Moonlight City was the magnificent Godly King Palace, the residence of Patroclus. It was full of the characteristics of the perfect human art, but also full of irony.
The wine glass in Patroclus's hand was blood red … blood red.
"My Lord, she is here." Li Moshan, the former Einherjar and now one of the four Great Demon Kings, said humbly and sincerely.
Patroclus, who was sitting high on the throne, looked even more handsome and perfect. His whole body exuded an unattainable temperament. Obviously, Patroclus didn't do it on purpose. His strength and body had indeed reached the realm of perfection.
"You may leave." Patroclus waved his hand casually, and Li Moshan retreated respectfully.
Not all of the four Great Demon Kings were Immortals. There were also dark races, just like there were parasitic humans on Mars. The only difference was the proportion.
But obviously, Patroclus was more willing to come into contact with the Immortals in his daily life.
Originally, Li Moshan didn't wholeheartedly seek refuge with the Immortals. He was forced to give up his identity as a human because of the pressure of survival. To be honest, he felt very humiliated at the beginning. But now, he was very glad that he was absolutely wise. Conservatism was the shortcoming of human beings. Sometimes, it was only after taking a step out that he realized that there was a whole new world ahead of him. What Patroclus gave him was immortality.
Li Moshan bowed his head and saluted respectfully. As a Demon King, he still had to bow his head to a fragile woman, but there was no other way. She was the only woman who could make the God King feel helpless.
Seeing the woman come here, Patroclus showed a faint smile on his face and walked down. "It's rare that you are willing to come here. Sit down."
"What's the matter? Just say it." The woman's voice was not cold, nor was it warm, but calm and indifferent. It seemed that Patroclus was just a floating cloud in her eyes.
Patroclus didn't seem to mind at all, as if he had long been accustomed to it. "He's out."
The woman's body trembled uncontrollably, but she quickly calmed down. "How is this possible?"
Patroclus stood up. His gaze passed through the glass, and the scenery of the entire Moonlight City was in his eyes. This was his strength. After five years of war, the Moon had not been destroyed. It was still prosperous, but this prosperity was completely his. His goal was being realized bit by bit. The Protoss, a more powerful race, was being realized step by step according to his plan.
It was easy to conquer a person with fear, but that was not what Patroclus wanted to do. He wanted everyone who surrendered to him to accept the identity of the Protoss. He wanted them to be proud of the Protoss, to fight for the Protoss, and to fight for him, the God King Patroclus.
Now, he had achieved it.
To him, there was nothing in this world that was impossible. All that was left was the length of time. The word "patience" did not mean anything to the people of the Dower family. They could wait calmly and not be anxious at all. This was what made the Dower family terrifying. Just like Rilangalos in the past, Patroclus had surpassed his master. It was just that his philosophy was different from that of the family. Although he was born in the Dower family, he had jumped out of the chessboard that humans had bound him single-handedly. He looked at the world from a higher perspective.
He was the one in control.
However, there was an old saying among humans. There was no perfection, no absolutes. Sometimes, perfection itself was not perfect. Patroclus did not dwell on this. On the contrary, from the beginning, people had been talking about how perfect Patroclus of the Dower family was. Patroclus, the God King Patroclus, was perfect and glorious. He had never really minded it.
This was what made him terrifying. He made his opponents and his own people helpless.
However, Patroclus could not do anything about the woman in front of him. It had been five years, and a dead person could make her so determined. Patroclus would not force anyone. Just like what he had done, he had used five years to conquer the world and chase away the King of Darkness. However, he still could not shake the woman in front of him.
Fighting with the heavens was endless joy. Fighting with the earth was endless joy. Fighting with people was endless joy.
Patroclus was not anxious at all. He had unlimited time. No one could defeat him.
"You are happy, aren't you? These five years, I really did not feel anything. I always thought he was dead, but now I can feel that he is alive and on Mars," Patroclus said calmly.
The woman's eyes finally revealed a look of unconcealable joy. Although they were enemies, she knew that Patroclus would never lie, because there was really no need for it. For someone at Patroclus's level, it was a very happy thing to have an opponent. However, if the opponent was not qualified, he would be very angry.
"How about we play a game? I will capture him and you decide his fate." Patroclus smiled.
The woman's face had an indescribable expression. She did not care about Patroclus at all. She knew that this was Patroclus's strategy. He wanted her to compromise step by step. He had used this psychological trick for five years, but it was useless against her.
"You?" the woman said calmly.
"Hahahaha." Patroclus laughed. He seemed really happy and clapped his hands.
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