Ordinary shuttle boats were very cheap to rent and only costed 50 Oudi per hour. There were also luxury shuttles for students to rent, but the cost per hour was not less than 5,000 Oudi. Most of the students who could enter the Star Court were well-off, and this money was naturally indifferent to them. As for the student that were from the common residential district, their various allowances every month were a very considerable amount. During summer, if one goes to the company outside the Star Court to practice, their income will be more substantial.

On a dilapidated shuttle boat, a fat man sat on it, staring greedily at the lake. His shuttle's rental fee was only 10 Oudi per hour, less than four meters in length, and the paint on the hull has peeled off long ago, which looked terrible. The fat man was s.h.i.+rtless and looked like a meatball, and the poor shuttle was squeaking as if it might break at any moment. At the other end of the shuttle boat, there was a rusty outdoor travel card machinery furnace, with an iron pot on it. The water in the pot was boiling and hot.

Occasionally, the students flying by all looked at the fat man strangely, giving looks of disdain. Fortunately, it was a very remote area, and the card artisana flying by were only one or two people.

Suddenly, a card artisan came straight to this end and circled several times in the sky to find the location of the fat man. Then he plunged his head down and dived toward the fat man.

Seeing that the card artisan was about to crash into the old shuttle boat, the card artisan stopped suddenly and landed in the air. If any of the students saw this scene, they would be amazed. His skills were simple and neat, which showed the deep attainment of this card artisan in air cards.

The card artisan looked twenty-seven to eight years old, with unkempt hair and eyes, and wore a white nightgown with a cute bear painted on the front, where his chest was, occupying half of the nightgown. With flip-flops on his feet, he seemed to be on the verge of toppling over into the lake at any moment.

He glanced at the shuttle boat and felt that he could not find a landlord for a land to land on, so he suspended himself in the air beside the fat man.

"Siji, haven't you got it yet? I haven't had breakfast yet." He muttered, as he stretched lazily and idly laid down. There was no support in the air, but he could lay down very naturally.

Rossiji! This fat ball-like fellow was Rossiji, the number one player in tactics in the Heavenly Federation!

"Breakfast? It's already three o'clock in the afternoon! You lazy b*stard, what do you take me as? A cook?" the fat man shouted abusively, but his eyes were still staring at the lake, not daring to move even by an inch.

"Heh heh." Lying in the middle of the sky, the man in bear pajamas cupped his chin and said triumphantly, "You're the only one who can catch the red-lined crystal eel. This is big stuff!"

"Little Sleepyhead, you seem to have an exam next week," the fat man asked. This fellow was extremely lethargic, and was always yawning. His name was Nick, Rossiju simply called him Little Sleepyhead, although Nick was much older than the fat man.

"Well, yes." He carelessly answered, "Isn't it just an exam?"

"If you pa.s.s, you will catch up with Qing Qing. Tsk, but to be in second place is not very satisfying to hear." The fat man suddenly thought of a question, "Right, if you pa.s.sed the exam, will you get a bonus?"

"Don't put me and that woman together. Do you want to affect my appet.i.te?" Little Sleepyhead was indignant and continued, "Bonus? No way! It's not like you didn't know that the princ.i.p.al is tightfisted. Otherwise, we can go out and corrupt them."

"What a pity." The fat man looked sad.

Little Sleepyhead suddenly sat up, c.o.c.ked his head and said, "By the way, fatty, why are you suddenly interested in the White Commander? It's not your style!"

"He is an interesting man." The fat man stared at the water, lost in thought, "And very powerful. The way he goes is totally different from others. Also, he should be very young."

"Young? How old is he?" Little Sleepyhead asked in surprise.

"I don't know." The fat man shook his head. "I'm only guessing."

"Well." Little Sleepyhead touched his chin, and his face was thoughtful, but the bear on his chest and the unkempt hair made him look funny: "You have a good guess. It seems to me that it has been difficult for you after Song Chengyan died!"

To his surprise, the fat man did not get angry, but sighed, "Song Chengyan, died too early. But the fellow who came out this time is not bad either."

Little Sleepyhead disagreed, "His mentor, Caesar, has no influence. He can't accomplish anything by himself."

"Not necessarily." The fat man looked serious, "I cannot understand the series of actions that he has done. But one thing you can see is that he must have had a plan. There are some people who can do a lot of things on their own, and this White Commander is such a person."

"I didn't know that you admired him so much." A surprised look on Little Sleepyhead's face.

The fat man suddenly said, "The princ.i.p.al is not very satisfied with Qing Qing's work. If you pa.s.s the exam, they may train you as a successor."

Little Sleepyhead's face changed greatly, "Really? Then I better don't pa.s.s it. It would be nice to eat like this every day and wait to die. No, it's leisure! Look at that woman, what she's been tortured into. It's pitiful."

"She is pitiful." The fat man nodded, "If you don't want to, then just wing it. However, Qing Qing used to be in front of you, so the princ.i.p.al had turned a blind eye on you, but I'm afraid this time he wouldn't go easy on you."

Little Sleepyhead's face turned bitter instantly and said, "I feel a little frightened when you say so. By the way, didn't the princ.i.p.al urge you?"

The fat man said indifferently, "No one has ever fought the Star Court, when will it ever be my turn to have a shot at it?" the princ.i.p.al is very cunning and knows that this is not a good time. Moon Frost Island is launching a major alliance, and the princ.i.p.al is waiting for a clearer situation. Tang Hanpei has just finished the rectification of Tang Team, and now they are lacking of a person like Song Chengyan. If there is such a person, the Comprehensive Federation Academy in the Heavenly Federation will be stronger than before. Jie Yanbai took over the Central Repository of the Cla.s.sics. It is said that the first thing he would do is to open the inheritance. He is full of courage. Central Repository of the Cla.s.sics is famous for its card making. Now it is inherited and opened, and its advantages in card making can be transformed into combat effectiveness. As long as the balance lasts for a year or two, the Central Repository of the Cla.s.sics will become a new story."

"How many families are left?" Little Sleepyhead couldn't help but ask, listening to the fat man guiding the world at will was really a great enjoyment of life.

"The only thing that Desert Camp needs to fear is Su Heiming, the second son of Su Hanhao, who is fierce and decisive, and the most vicious person among us. Once I played against him, I took the advantage of surrounding his team. Unexpectedly, this guy first destroyed all the supplies, killed all the non-combatants in the Logistics Department, and increases his night attacks. He slaughters cities, robs material, cunning and ferocious. It scared me till my heart won't stop pounding." When the fat man talked about this, he had a look of fear on his face.

Little Sleepyhead s.h.i.+vered, "So ruthless!"

"Unfortunately, his second son's status affected his position in the Desert Camp. Su Hanhao is the person who pays most attention to the elderly and the young. Unless he dies, Su Haoming will have a chance." the fat man said.

"How about the Bitter Solitude Temple?"

"Bitter Solitude Temple is inferior to Star Court, and it's hard to say. Although they also have two people that are capable of entering the top ten of the Commanders League Tournament, but they are generally strong. I don't think much of him unless they have a hidden trump card. But then again, if we were talking about the one that is most difficult to defeat among the Big Six, it is the Bitter Solitude Temple. The power of religion is too strong. Unless the Fanasi District is wiped out entirely, anyone who occupies it is equal to burying a bomb in his own backyard." The fat man laughed.

"As I remembered, there seems to be another one named Faya. Wasn't it a while ago?" Little Sleepyhead frowned.

The fatty shook his head, "Faya is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, there is nothing for us to be afraid of. This federation, after all, is from the Big Six, unless..." he suddenly frowned and stop speaking.

"Unless what?" Little Sleepyhead quickly questioned.

"Unless there is any fundamental technology that can destroy all the works of the Big Six from these few years. Just like back in those days, Heiner Van Sant who made it possible to make a difference."

"So that's what you were talking about. You startled me for a second there, it's impossible!" said Little Sleepyhead.

The fatty shook his head uncharacteristically, "I think it is possible!"

Little Sleepyhead was speechless.

"Speaking of it, it was the Battle Shuttle Car of Faya that reminded me. If the Battle Shuttle Car is more powerful and the cost is lower, and Faya can have another figure like Song Chengyan, it is hard to say what the results will be." The fat man said seriously.

With a big laugh, Little Sleepyhead pointed to the fat man and said, "You're a pig that worries too much. What you're talking is all theory. Will the Battle Shuttle Car actually become more powerful? Maybe, but it will take at least ten or twenty years. Fine, even if Faya struggles by a bit, reducing the time to five years, will the princ.i.p.al give it a chance? Do you think there is a second Song Chengyan in the world?"

"Why not?" the fat man asked, "Isn't the White Commander just the person for the job?"

Little Sleepyhead stopped laughing and stammered, "Fatty, you think too highly of him.

"He is not as good as Song Chengyan, but he has such potential." the fat man said flatly.

Little Sleepyhead shook out his hands and said in disagreement, "Would he cooperate with Faya? I don't think it's possible, Caesar's students will not cooperate with any forces at all. Therefore, it is impossible for both conditions to be met!"

Suddenly the fat man sighed, and for the first time he recalled his gaze from the lake, "You probably don't know about this. The real name of the White Commander should be Chen Mu. He is the creator of the numbered series of cards. The reason Qing Qing went to Heavenly Drum Village District this time was to find him."

Little Sleepyhead opened his mouth, stunned.

In his astonished eyes, the fat man said softly, "If you knew that he had a lifelong card made by Rosenberg, and inside of it is still missing some parts, even Heiner Van Sant spent his lifetime trying to find the technology of the token card, would you still think so?"

Little Sleepyhead was dumbstruck!

Bogner's face was unshaven and his eyes were cold. The leisure he had when he first entered the jungle was gone.

"Three of the wounded were not cured and have just died." Sue Lochiro's eyes were filled with deep sorrow. These days, there were many casualties who died because of ineffective treatment. Although they were well prepared before they entered the jungle, the environment in the jungle was extremely disruptive to treatment."

In one battle, a shuttle car loaded with medicines was blown up by Blood Hammer Unit, which also puts their medicines in a hard-pressed situation.

It was a terrible thing for everyone to watch their companion die in front of them every day in silence.

"Is the body buried?" Bogner voice hoa.r.s.e.

"It's buried." Jiang Liang answered, who always paid attention to discipline. His neat battle clothes were long worn out.

Bogner had no movement on his face, which was like a rock sculpture. They were in a terrible situation now. Thousand-kilometer was destroyed by Wu Yan, which led them to lose contact with Chen Mu. There were only 1000 card artisans left alive, and more than half of the battle personnels have been reduced.

He murmured, "Now it depends on who can hold on longer. The enemy is worse off than we are! Judging from the battles over the past few days, the strength of the other party's battles has obviously weakened, and they will soon be give up!"

When the people heard this, their spirits were lifted.

They probably didn't realize that the situation of the Blood Hammer Unit was much worse than what they have expected.

After knowing that there were lack of masters in the Snow Silkworms Card Artisan Team, Wu Yan led the masters of the Blood Hammer Unit to attack the Snow Silkworms Card Artisan Team at night in an attempt to destroy its headquarters. Unexpectedly, Bogner had been prepared by laying an ambush. Both sides suffered heavy casualties in the war. The masters of the Blood Hammer Unit were almost dead and some wounded, and even Wu Yan himself was caught in an explosion and died. Only s.h.i.+ Fengfei, Qi Li and a few managed to flee back.

Up to this point, neither side has retreated. s.h.i.+ Fengfei led the Blood Hammer Unit to launch a crazy suicidal chase, like candies sticking tightly to the Snow Silkworms Card Artisan Team. Bogner and the other's casualties soared immediately.

However, with w.a.n.g Yong's death, they lost their most dependable jungle experts, sliding the Blood Hammer Unit completely into the abyss.

The keen Bogner immediately discovered this point and made the best use of it. The jungle became the strongest fighting partner of the Snow Silkworms Card Artisan Team, and the number of casualties in the Blood Hammer Unit increased at an alarming rate. And at the beginning they were already lacking medications. Once they were injured, their card artisans were basically sentenced to death. So card artisans of the Blood Hammer Unit chose to explode themselves after they were injured, which made Bogner suffer a lot.

They were just trying to fight back with their last breaths.

Both sides were aware of this.

For three consecutive days, Bogner did not encounter the card artisans of the Blood Hammer Unit . At this point, they all understood that the Blood Hammer Unit was over!

At that moment, Bogner gave orders at full speed. Sure enough, they never met the card artisans of the Blood Hammer Unit again. After such a brutal battle, even the wild animals in the jungle could no longer frighten these card artisans.

After ten days of continuous progress, they finally saw the outline of the city.