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Chapter 106

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As Kari was speaking, Silin saw a spacecraft enter the planet from outer space and fly toward the mining site where Dias was.

"Silin, do you want to go and take a look?" Engi asked.

Before Silin could answer, his communicator rang again. It was Shotton.

"Silin, come over here for a moment. Dias is here. Bring Wheeze with you. "

"Okay, I'll go right away." After ending the call, Silin turned to look at Engi. "Let's go together."

Engi nodded and put away the tools in his hands. Huimao quickly gobbled up the remaining crab meat and was about to jump onto Silin's shoulder when Silin stopped him in mid-air. "Go take a shower first."

If Silin's guess was correct, the A Team's focus this time was not only on the energy ores, but also on Huimao.

Maybe there were a lot of people in the Sixth Squad who had overlooked certain aspects of the gray cat's performance, or maybe they didn't know much about cyborgs and wouldn't think in that direction. But Cillin believed that a lot of people in the Sixth Squad had already speculated in that direction. Although he felt that the A Team's attitude towards the gray cat would be positive, they hadn't truly expressed their stance yet. He was sure that he would know Vanguard's core's attitude towards the gray cat after this meeting.

When Silin arrived at the mining site, Dias was talking to a technician. When he saw Silin, Dias put down his work and walked over with a happy expression. "Silin, I'll bring you in. The A Team's people said they want to see you and Wheeze. After all, you two contributed to the discovery of the energy ores."

Before bringing Silin onto a spacecraft, Dias patted Silin's shoulder. "Don't worry. Everything is better than you think."

Of course, Silin understood the hint in Dias's words. With a smile, Silin made a gesture of acknowledgment.

This aircraft did not belong to the Sixth Division. Although the structure was similar, the logo on it was different. It was also the symbol of a sharp knife, but there were more lines.

Someone on the aircraft was already waiting in front of the hatch. When they saw Silin, they enthusiastically led the way for him. Silin did not know any of the people they met along the way, so they were probably from the A Team. The people on the aircraft only looked at Silin for a moment, then their eyes fell on the arrogant cat on Silin's shoulder. This cat was quite interesting.

Silin was brought to the door of a conference room. "Here it is," said the man, knocking at the door and shouting at the top of his voice, "Chief, here he is!"

"Got it, get lost!"

Silin had never heard this voice before.

The man was still smiling mischievously. He opened the door and said to Silin, "I'll be leaving first. You go in."

Silin walked into the conference room. It was a small conference room, and there were three people sitting at the small table. There was Shotton, and there were two people he did not know. Silin could tell that these two people were very strong, but they both had their own characteristics. One of them had a very long chin, and his beard was so long that it almost reached his abdomen. The other person wore a large black hat that covered almost half of his face. His eyes were blocked, and his emotions could not be seen. He did not speak, and he was as still as a mountain. However, his presence was enough to make people feel pressured. The bearded man and Shotton were the only ones chatting in the conference room.

"Silin, come over here and let me introduce you." Shotton pointed at the bearded man, "This is Senior Bart, the former commander of the Eighth B Squadron." Then, Shotton pointed at the person sitting on the chair, "This is Senior Songba Leruo, the former commander of the Second B Squadron."

In a Hunter regiment, the older generation was respectfully addressed as seniors because many of the newer generation were brought up by them. Therefore, anyone who was addressed as a "senior" had great influence in a Hunter regiment.

"Greetings, seniors."

"Greetings my ass. Shotton came all the way here, and he can't even bring himself to make a cup of tea." Bart complained while playing with the strands of his beard.

Shotton was already familiar with Bart's personality, so he ignored Bart's complaint completely.

"Hey, why are you so reserved? Sit." Bart pointed at the chair next to him.

Silin looked at the chair, and then at Bart. Then, he walked over to another chair and sat down. He did not take the one Bart pointed at. Bart's expression immediately twisted. Shotton smiled happily.

Songba Leruo, who had been silent all this time, chuckled and said in a low voice, "I say, bearded man, you lost the bet. Hurry up and hand over the money, or write an IOU. I still have a lot of Vanguard's bills."

Bart snorted, "It's just two hundred thousand GAL credits. Why would I not have money like that? Why would I sign something like an IOU?"

Bart slapped a debit card on the table. "There's more than two hundred thousand in here. You two split it, and give me the extra."

"This card looks familiar." Songba Leruo said, "Did you steal Manny's card again?"

"Pfft! With my character, why would I steal her card?! " Bart took his arm and said proudly, "She forgot to take her card for lunch, so I brought it over. She only has a few passwords. You can try them one by one."

Celine: "…" Just how good are these people's morals?!

Bart turned to look at Silin. "Kid, you made me lose the bet. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

The chair Bart pointed at had been tampered with. Anyone who sat on it would definitely have their buttocks smashed. However, most people would not be able to tell. Only those with extremely good observation skills or strong senses would be able to tell.

"What do you want?" Silin asked.

Bart rubbed his long chin and pointed at Huimao, who was sitting on Silin's shoulder. "I want it."

"Sure. It still owes you a debt. You just need to pay it off. "Silin nodded.

Huimao stared at Bart with his round eyes. Pay off the debt? That's great. I'll be free after I pay it off.

"How … how much?" Bart asked.

Silin stretched out five fingers. "Five hundred million, galactic credits."

Bart's expression turned serious. "Let's not talk about that. Let's talk business!"

The topic changed so quickly.

"Bastard, it's clearly four hundred million. No, it should be more than three hundred million!" Huimao slapped Silin's face with his front foot to correct him.

Bart looked at Huimao, and his serious expression immediately turned into a smile. "Hey, kitty, come here. Let's talk."

Huimao looked at the person who had no intention of paying his debt. He walked over with elegant steps, stood up, and jumped!

Under the gaze of the four people, Huimao grabbed Bart's long beard and swung it around like a toy. He even pulled on it to vent his anger.

"Hey, kitty, be gentle. I'm telling you, you have to pay your own debts to show your integrity!" Bart said.

Shotton and Songba Leruo gave him a sidelong glance. Integrity? Do you even have that?

Huimao tilted his head and thought about it. That's right. It would be too embarrassing to let others pay for it. It would be beneath his dignity!

Letting go of Bart's beard, Huimao jumped back onto Silin's shoulder.

"Hey, kitty, don't be angry. If you need anything in the future, just come to us. With our protection, don't be afraid even if the military comes!"

Bart's words sounded like a joke, but in reality, he had already expressed Vanguard's attitude. Silin smiled and nodded at Bart to express his gratitude.

They did not ask too many questions. They just chatted casually and conveyed their attitude. It didn't take long for Silin to leave the meeting room.

After Silin left, Bart's playful expression turned serious for real, "Shotton, we received news on our way here that Poison Fang has entered Sector Z."

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