High-level martial arts: Contract cashback, invincible starting from the Zerg.

The Time Hunters' Time and Space Base is no different from any other faction's base.

Their stronghold floated in the dimensional space like a floating island. Unlike the orderly strongholds of ordinary forces, this dimensional territory surrounding the stronghold was a magical chaotic realm.

The energy ribbons, interwoven into a net, stretched freely in the void.

They seem to be the spiritual essence that flowed since the beginning of time, their colors like molten gold, their shapes like deep pools, and some even displaying indescribable gradient colors and flowing light, aimlessly entwining around the floating islands.

And between these energy ribbons.

Countless meteorites are like chess pieces scattered in chaos. Some are as small as stubborn rocks, their surfaces mostly covered with crystalline energy minerals, while others are like floating mountains, their pitted surfaces etched with traces of time and space tearing, and some still retain the imprints of long-vanished civilizations.

At this moment, on the dimensional floating island occupied by Cang Shou.

On the floating island, three Time Hunters wearing Time Armor were roasting a dimensional beast around a campfire using magical artifacts.

In the repair workshop, technicians use special tools to inspect the Time-Space Armor, allowing a silver, quicksand-like light to flow across its surface.

"Babata! I heard you were captured by those mongrels, and even Lord Cangshou couldn't rescue you?"

A lithe time hunter was mocking Babata, but he didn't notice that Babata's face was extremely gloomy, as if he was worried about something.

"Bullshit!"

"What? Little Babata, am I wrong?"

"Don't bother me, I'm annoyed," Babata said irritably.

Soon, Babata arrived at the tallest building on the floating island.

It stands proudly in the center of the floating island, like a monument piercing through the chaos of dimensions, towering several times higher than the surrounding workshops and barracks.

The surface of the palace is inlaid with countless palm-sized star energy chips, which are constantly absorbing the faint light of energy ribbons floating in the void, so the entire palace is always surrounded by a faint, radiant halo.

At the center of the dome of the palace is a spacetime core the size of a fist. The core occasionally emits visible ripples that silently shatter any meteorite debris that approaches.

"Babata, you dare come any closer?" said the two time hunters guarding the Hall of Monuments. "Are you alright, missing any limbs?"

Their faces were filled with mockery, but the time-space weapons in their hands were directly placed in front of Babata.

Their attitude was quite unfriendly.

"I have urgent business with Lord Cangshou. Please allow me to enter."

"Sorry, your spacetime insignia has been lost. Strictly speaking, you're not one of us at this base," the female guard said with a cold laugh.

"Guzhi, I treated you so well before, and now you're turning your back on me?" Babata asked in confusion.

The female guard showed no remorse whatsoever. She simply waved her hand and said coldly, "Those are all things of the past. You have no right to speak to me now."

Upon hearing this, Babata's face instantly drained of color.

She clenched her fists instinctively, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, yet she seemed to feel no pain whatsoever.

Images from the past flashed through her mind: when Gu Zhi was trapped in the dimensional beast's nest, it was she who risked damage to her armor to tear a bloody path and rescue her.

The two once squatted by the campfire sharing their compressed rations. At that time, Babata said that he would protect her from now on, and Guzhi was moved and said that they would always be the best comrades-in-arms.

Those warm moments shattered into pieces before Gu Zhi's cold smile.

"Not qualified..."

Babata repeated the three words in a low voice, as soft as a breeze, but the last syllable trembled involuntarily.

"Just because of a badge?"

Her gaze swept over the gleaming insignia of time and space on the chests of the two guards, symbols of glory she once possessed, now serving as a chasm separating her from everyone else here.

Gu Zhi chuckled and pointed to her empty chest.

"Without the insignia, you're nothing but trash abandoned by the spacetime rift. What right do you have to see Lord Cang Shou? Be smart and get back to where you belong."

The male guard next to him chimed in, his tone full of mockery: "Don't embarrass yourself here. Lord Cangshou doesn't have time to deal with a stray dog ​​like you."

However, at that moment...

The two guards of the Monument Temple seemed to have heard something and hurriedly made way for Babata, their eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to even breathe.

Only then did Babata breathe a sigh of relief.

There is only one reason why their attitudes changed so drastically.

That is Cang Shou's authorization.

......

Babata entered the Monumental Temple.

Seated atop the throne in the temple was none other than Cang Shou, the lord of this temporal stronghold.

He wasn't wearing the full set of spacetime armor; he only had a dimensional shoulder armor covering his left shoulder, from which a piece of armor extended, covering half of Cang Shou's arm.

Cang Shou's figure was extremely upright, and even when he was leaning lazily on the throne, he exuded an aura of domineering power.

What's most striking is his eyes.

Those were eyes as deep as an abyss; when they looked at Babata, they seemed to see right through her thoughts...

"Babata, what do you want with me?" Cang Shou asked expressionlessly.

Babata met Cang Shou's all-seeing eyes, but subconsciously lowered his head, filled with only earnestness and trepidation.

"Lord Aogari..."

She paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "I was reckless before. I not only lost the Time-Space Insignia but also put the Time-Space Outpost in danger... So I want to ask for your forgiveness. As long as I can return to your command, I'm willing to start from the lowest rank of hunter, and I'll do whatever it takes..."

She looked up at the person on the throne, her eyes filled with pleading.

"Enough!!"

Cang Shou's booming voice immediately interrupted her.

Cang Shou slightly raised his eyes, his abyss-like gaze falling on her, devoid of any warmth, as if he were examining a worthless object.

"What do you think my floating island is? A shelter specifically for you?"

Cang Shou's fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne. The sound was not loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure.

"The reason I'm still willing to see you isn't for any other reason than that you... still have some use in this incident! Do you understand?"

Every word Cang Shou uttered was like a sharp dagger, piercing Babata's heart.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to explain, to say that she could do her best for Lord Cang Shou...

However, when the words reached my lips, I didn't know why I couldn't say them.