I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

Looking at Sangbo's miserable face, Qiye suddenly smiled.

He straightened his collar, stepped forward, and spoke with a gentle smile:

"My friend, you said we pressured you, and we admit it!"

Compensation? That's negotiable.

but……"

Chapter 36 Your Name

Upon hearing that Qiye agreed, before he could even finish speaking...

Sambo's mournful face immediately transformed into a sly expression.

"Alright, alright! This young man seems like a reasonable person! We won't ask for more, just..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and pressed down on Qiye's shoulder.

Walter pushed up his glasses, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Pay back?"

Are you underestimating our Star Train?

Sambo's smile froze.

Walter took a step forward, looking down at the disheveled, blue-haired man.

“When I was young, I demolished half a city, and no one dared to ask me for compensation.”

He took another step.

Sambo instinctively took half a step back.

Walter followed, continuing to press forward relentlessly.

"Now, you, a wanted fraudster lurking in the snow, are asking me for money?"

He held up his index finger and shook it in front of Sambo.

"Boy, I knew you weren't a good person the moment I saw you."

You want us to lose money? Fine.

A glimmer of hope had just ignited in Sambo's eyes when Walter's next words extinguished it.

"Go find the star core for me, and I'll consider compensating you for your old leg injury."

Sambo froze on the spot, his mouth agape, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Qiye stared in disbelief at the scene, whispering to Xing:

"Uncle Yang's condition... is really terrifying."

"No, it's really great."

Xing corrected him, her eyes sparkling.

"I want to learn too."

March 7th glanced at Sangbo, who was speechless after being rebuked.

Looking at the imposing Walter, I was momentarily at a loss as to whom to feel sorry for.

Walter waved his hand, turned and left, leaving Sambo with an arrogant back view.

Sambo stood there, resigned to his fate.

He turned to look at Qi Ye, lowering his voice:

"Young man, is this guy in your team always this arrogant?"

"normal."

Qi Ye shrugged.

Jepard, who had watched the whole farce without expression, finally spoke:

"enough."

He waved to the guard beside him.

"Take him back and keep him under strict guard."

Two guards immediately stepped forward and restrained Sambo.

This time, Sambo didn't struggle; he just muttered to himself in a tone of utter despair:

"I knew I hadn't checked the almanac before I went out today... and first I got hit by a brick."

Then I got arrested, and now I'm in jail... Have I had the worst luck in my life ever...?

The sound faded into the distance.

On March 7th, watching his retreating figure, she couldn't help but whisper:

"Although he is indeed a wanted criminal, he looks... so pitiful."

"Sympathize with a fraudster?"

Xing glanced at her.

"Shouldn't you tone down your saintly heart a bit?"

"I have no sympathy! I'm just... expressing my feelings!"

March 7th, hair bristles.

"And what do you mean by 'saintly heart'? I call this kindness!"

Kindness is worthless.

Xing's face was expressionless.

"Credit points are what's valuable."

"you!"

Qi Ye quickly stepped between the two to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, we need to focus on the important things."

He turned to look at Jepard.

"Commander Jepard, shall we go?"

Jepard nodded, turned and gave a few instructions to his adjutant, then gestured to the crowd:

"Come with me."

The troops left the front lines and embarked on the road to Belleburg.

Qi Ye followed behind him and suddenly spoke:

"Commander Jepard, aren't you curious about who we really are?"

Jepard paused for a moment, then continued walking.

"curious."

He said frankly.

"But that man named Yang Chaoyue... or Walter, just now, has already proven your strength."

A monster capable of crushing an entire battlefield with a single palm strike—if such a person were to harm Beloberg…

There's no need for you to try and get close to me.

"clever."

Qi Ye gave a thumbs up.

"So, Commander Jepard, your assessment is that since we can't defeat them, we might as well take them back and give the High Warden a headache?"

Jepard didn't speak, but his silence was the best answer.

March 7th couldn't help but chuckle from the side:

"You're way too blunt!"

"I am stating the facts."

Qi Ye spread out her hands.

"And we really didn't mean any harm."

He began his formal introduction:

"We are nameless passengers on the Star Train."

"Star Train?"

Jepard finally turned around, a look of confusion on his face.

"Yes, it's a train that travels through the stars."

Qi Ye pointed to the sky.

"Starry Sea?"

Jepard's brow furrowed even more.

"You mean...you come from outer space?"

"correct."

Qi Ye nodded.

"Outside Yalilo-VI lies the universe, and your planet is on the verge of collapse due to the stellar core."

So let's see if we can help.

Jepard remained silent for a long time.

The guards behind him exchanged bewildered glances, their faces saying, "What nonsense is this guy spouting?"

Seeing this, March 7th quickly added:

“I know it sounds outrageous, but he’s telling the truth!”

We really did come from heaven!

"Look at Uncle Yang's palm strike just now. Could an ordinary person achieve that kind of effect?"

Jepard glanced at Walter.

Walter was walking proudly in the middle of the group.

With a "I am the strongest" smile on his lips, he made no attempt to explain.

"...He certainly doesn't seem like an ordinary person."

Jepard looked away and nodded thoughtfully.

"So you came to Belloborg to find the star core?"

"Correct."

Qi Ye said.

"The Great Guardian should know where the Star Core is, so we need to meet her."

Jepard was silent for a moment, then said:

"Lord Cocolia, the Great Guardian... has indeed been troubled by some things lately."

Perhaps you really can help.

He didn't say another word after that.

The team continued their journey through the wind and snow.

About an hour later, the walls of Beloborg came into view.

It was a huge gray city wall, towering into the clouds, covered with frost and the marks of time.