Xing Tie, my abstract thinking ability is refreshed every week.

But things are not normal now.

If anyone dares to make a move at this moment, she will voluntarily step down and give the position of "Ten Stone Hearts" to that person.

Given that Chang-Geng is also present, do you think he will be more biased towards the company or towards his colleagues?

It is clearly the latter.

This general has never had a good impression of capitalists.

If she were to send her own people to provide support, it would undoubtedly be a direct confrontation with him.

Everyone present will die, that's for sure.

The company has no reason to start a war with an envoy out of nowhere.

Besides, the Strategic Investment Department and the Market Development Department are competitors.

Both sides are eager to see the other suffer a setback.

Now there is a perfectly legitimate excuse.

Given the "commander" factor, Oswald Schneider would probably have nothing to say.

If that's the case, why would she bother to deal with it?

The philosophy of Interstellar Peace Corporation is to obtain huge benefits with minimal risk.

"Abandon all the branch ships of the market development department and leave directly."

Jade, watching the two fall, gave the order in a way that left no room for refusal.

Putting aside the fact that out of sight, out of mind, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, Chang Geng's arrows would affect other ships.

She wasn't even confident she could withstand this blow from the heavens, let alone save anything from him.

"Mr. Ranger..."

The robin's gaze had already lost sight of him.

She had no idea why he suddenly jumped from the plane, or what he was going to do.

However, she thought that when they met again...

Everything should have an answer.

……

……

high in the air.

Unlike the slightly disheveled Portio, who experienced the intense weightlessness of flying while showing off, Portio was quite different.

Chang Gung appeared completely unaffected.

As he accelerated using imaginary internal energy, he quickly fell backward to the same height as Potio.

"brother."

Chang Geng stared at him.

Although he uttered only two short words, everything was contained in that one word: "brother."

"brother?"

Potio was taken aback, then his lips curled up sharply, revealing a mouthful of shark teeth.

My intuition was right after all!

He had previously seen Chang Geng on the company's ship and thought he was a lackey of the imperial court.

Now it seems I was mistaken.

He was really lucky this time, to have the chance to run into a fellow wandering swordsman!

"brother!"

Chang Geng responded to his question earnestly.

"brother!"

Potio laughed heartily, clearly looking very pleased.

Sometimes, men's communication is that simple.

A word of brotherhood, a glance.

No need to say anything more, their brainwaves will match.

"brother!"

After the cooperation was agreed upon, Potio immediately extended his right hand to him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"brother!"

Chang Geng immediately shook hands in return, understanding what he meant.

"brother!!"

Potio laughed heartily.

A silent plan is formed in the exchange of glances.

A voice rang out, as if saying, "Let's go!" Potio tossed the revolver he was holding in his left hand into the air, then grabbed Chang Geng's hand in return, signaling with his eyes for him to make his move.

Chang Geng nodded knowingly and immediately kicked his thighs, which were pressed together, hard!

With his controlled force, Potio was kicked so hard that he began to spin upside down.

Since forces are reciprocal, he was also turned upside down as a result of relaxing his whole body!

The two of them fell straight down, feet first.

Having done everything, Chang Geng raised his hand.

Snapped!

He caught the falling revolver precisely without even looking.

They moved steadily, as if it had been planned in advance.

"brother!"

Chang Geng looked intently into his eyes.

"brother!"

Potio nodded just as seriously.

Then he began to extend his left index finger, then closed the other three fingers, leaving only his thumb standing upright, thus simulating a firearm!

The two held each other's hands tightly, and after exchanging glances,

The next second his body started spinning wildly, instantly rotating like the propeller of a helicopter!

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Chang Geng's right hand, gripping the revolver, and Potio's left hand, which served as a weapon, flashed afterimages in the four directions: east, west, south, and north!

Even as they made their great turn, they did not forget their ultimate goal!

They fired in perfect unison, bullets flying from all directions, hitting the market development department's fleet squarely!

Hey, ha, a fusion technique of two martial souls in one!

True brothers are rare, and their bond will never break!

Boom! ! !

Fragments of the starship flew everywhere, and a deafening roar was born along with the black mist from the explosion!

Under the joint efforts of the two patrol rangers in upholding justice,

Every single vessel in the Market Development Department's fleet will be brought to justice!

With you and me, brothers, fighting side by side, how could we possibly be a match for them!

Volume 1: NO.35: Leave all the bullets to you then, let us blast all those Memory Makers to smithereens!

"Wasn't it supposed to take three people to randomly generate the idea king...?"

Emerald stood by the window and witnessed the "We United" Sea Ranger Spinning Top. She watched the aftershocks of the explosion and her lips twitched.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Um, let her think of a way to express her current feelings tactfully.

Ok…

As someone who has undergone extensive body modifications, Potio is certainly not a human in the true sense of the word.

Chang Geng is a "commander," which is considered a semi-high-dimensional being, and certainly not human.

In conclusion, Mei is a poet.

Although it might sound a bit disrespectful, Emerald is now starting to doubt whether Lan's judgment is flawed.

How exactly did He choose these two people in such good spirits?

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……

"Mamba out!"

The propeller kept spinning and slowly descended.

The esteemed seafaring knights are descending upon their loyal land, where they punish evil and uphold justice.

Both of them chose to voluntarily jump from the plane, and landed smoothly thanks to a sharp turn.

The propeller stopped, and after landing, the two men held hands tightly as if arm wrestling, standing face to face.

"brother!"

Potio laughed nonchalantly, his eyes beneath the brim of his hat meeting his gaze. After calling him "brother," he tightened his grip.

"brother!"

Chang Geng responded to him, not at all avoiding his open and honest gaze.

"Hahaha!" x2

The two stared at each other's handsome faces for a while, then burst into laughter at the same time.

"Potio, the seafaring knight."

Potio introduced himself with a smirk.

"Sea Patrol Knight, Chang Geng, codename: Miracle God".

Chang Geng smiled and, unusually, revealed his real name.

He always liked to use a pseudonym when he was out in the world.

Because one's identity is self-given when one is outside the home, even an outsider can instantly become a "world tycoon".

Unless someone asks, those who are not at least a large cup have no right to glimpse the splendor of his T0 super-large cup.

Although he had no recollection of Potio, it was clearly not a large cup version.

However, given that the two are like-minded comrades, an exception can be made this once.

"Great codename, bro, his darling is really cool!"

Potio laughed heartily.

"Hey, my brother's looks are just as good as mine!"

Chang Geng returned the revolver to him, and they exchanged pleasantries.

"How did you become a wandering knight, brother?"

Potio took it, turned the trigger a few times with his index finger, and then put it back into the holster on his waist.

"Hmm... just how difficult can it be for a person to persevere?"