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"Dam, thank you for your blessing. I will return in glory."

"If you hear of my reputation and ever need my help, you can come to me. Perhaps I can help you once."

Upon hearing the detailed location, Harvey glanced at the man, a hint of delight in his voice.

In the universe, because their homeland is destroyed and their glory is no longer at its end, and because they used to spend money like water, they can no longer get used to a life of poverty.

Many people ultimately choose to join bounty hunters in hopes of making a fortune again.

This man named Kassadin is neither the first nor the last.

So Dam didn't take these words seriously, but he still offered sincere encouragement on the surface.

"I hope that day will come, and I also hope that you will survive the bounty missions."

Harvey found out the destination, but didn't linger. He nodded slightly and walked into the city.

Chapter 50 Bounty Bar

After Harvey left, the other guards surrounded Dam.

"Dam, that guy doesn't seem like an ordinary person."

“I’ve seen so many people with that air of authority in all my years as a guard.”

"I've only met two of them. You should all know who those two are. They are very important people that we need to respect."

"You might need his help someday."

"Why didn't I go and ask earlier? Otherwise, this opportunity might have been mine."

The guards started discussing among themselves.

The important person they were referring to was a high-ranking officer in Dana Sal's Nova Corps.

And then there's Irani Rael, the Supreme Commander of the Nova Corps—both of them are figures they need to respect and look up to.

"Past glories can be destroyed in a single night, but it takes much longer to rebuild them."

"It's not just about getting some money through bounty missions."

"For someone like him, he was probably the one who issued the bounty, not the one who accepted it."

“People like them are already deeply affected by sudden changes, and I accidentally touched a sore spot.”

"So I just said a few words of encouragement to make up for it."

Damn paid no attention to what he said, and slowly spoke as he watched Harvey's figure disappear from sight.

"If he hadn't fallen from grace, what I just told you might have been a turning point in your life."

"What a pity."

The other guards, hearing Dam's words, offered their advice.

"I would like to, but if he hadn't fallen on hard times in the past, he probably wouldn't be here now."

Dam said in an annoyed tone.

"Haha, that makes sense."

"Whether it's useful or not, just remember his name. What if that day really comes?"

"His name is something like Kassadin?"

"Yes, it's Kassadin."

"A rather strange name."

"So what if it's strange? It's precisely because it's strange that it's not an ordinary person."

The guards were exchanging words among themselves.

Most of them were of ordinary citizen origin, and their daily work consisted of registration and reporting. As long as there was no foreign invasion, they would not encounter any danger.

It's just normal registration and inspection, chatting and boasting, clocking in and out.

In terms of status, these lowest-ranking gatekeepers are not much higher than ordinary citizens; at most, they have better benefits but no law enforcement power.

They are no match for those selected into the Nova Corps who possess Nova suits and can pilot various fighter jets and warships.

They also hope to join the Nova Corps, pilot fighter jets and spaceships to conquer the universe, achieve great feats, and reach the pinnacle of their lives.

However, to join the Rising Stars Legion, you need not only talent but also connections. Without connections, you need a lot of luck or to be good at flattering others to join the Rising Stars Legion.

Having a good network of connections makes things much smoother, and this is something that can't be avoided in any world.

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On the other side, after learning the information, Harvey walked through the passageway and headed into the city.

Harvey wasn't in a hurry; instead, he took in the surrounding scenery and local customs.

The cities on Xandar are very advanced and prosperous; compared to Earth, they are ultramodern cities.

There are all sorts of new technologies that Harvey has never seen on Earth before, such as discs that can fly while standing, and data survey instruments that can achieve ultra-long-range vision.

Every now and then, fighter jets resembling five-pointed stars would fly by high in the sky, but they didn't make much noise.

It's unclear whether this is due to the fighter jet's performance or the use of technology to absorb sounds from higher altitudes.

Harvey's attire attracted some attention on the busy street, but no one came up to say hello.

Because they all know that people dressed strangely are basically from outer space.

The aliens are either on vacation, refugees fleeing from war, or vicious bounty hunters—none of these are easy to deal with.

On his way to the Bounty Bar, Harvey discovered that he could only understand some languages, but not all of them.

Clearly, not everyone is wearing a cosmic translator.

Harvey's purpose in coming to Xandar was not to destroy the place, but to find some bounty missions to do, and then use that as a starting point to raise money to establish the Void Cult.

If you want to establish yourself in the universe and create a large organization, you can't have a bad reputation from the start.

Harvey leisurely admired everything around him, and after more than twenty minutes, he arrived at the approximate location that Dam had mentioned.

Just as Harvey was about to search, he realized that he didn't recognize any of the fonts on the signs or billboards of the surrounding buildings.

However, he didn't pay any attention. His eyes turned gold, and he locked onto a relatively lively bar in just a few seconds.

The bar was located only one kilometer away from where he was.

Harvey moved swiftly, appearing at the bar entrance in less than two seconds and walking straight inside.

As soon as Harvey stepped inside, he heard loud music and saw several scantily clad dancers moving under colorful lights.

A group of aliens of various appearances are happily clinking glasses and drinking, admiring the women together.

Bounty hunters are a very lucrative profession, and for skilled individuals, they are an easy way to make money.

However, bounty hunting is always a dangerous profession, so most of them spend their money without batting an eye.

Harvey's arrival only drew a few glances from others before they quickly turned their attention back to the dancers in front of them or the beauties in their arms.

Harvey made his way through the crowd to a bar.

The bartender was a blonde, blue-eyed beauty dressed as a bunny girl.

She became interested in Harvey's mysterious and dignified demeanor, as well as his rather unique clothing.

She simply took out a transparent screen and shone it on Harvey, only seeing Kassadin, from C53, and nothing more.

"Sir, are you here to post a quest or to accept a quest?"

Upon realizing she couldn't get any more information, the bunny girl wore a charming smile.

"Where should we look for the person who received the mission?"

Harvey found that he could understand directly and didn't waste any words.

“Mr. Kassadin, it seems like this is your first time taking on a mission.”

"You can go to the bounty board on the left to take a look."

"Looking forward to having a drink with you when you come back."

The bunny girl looked at Harvey with seductive eyes and spoke in a soft, alluring voice.

Before she could find any information, she knew that this Kassadin was not a well-known bounty hunter, but a newcomer who just wanted to become a bounty hunter.

However, there's nothing wrong with being a newcomer. As long as he comes back alive, he can bring back a lot of money. Then, she can have a drink and spend the night together, and she can make quite a bit of money.

Chapter 51 Bounty Classification

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, I don't recognize those words. Could you please translate them for me?"

"I'll treat you to a few drinks when I get back."

Upon hearing this, Harvey glanced at the bounty board on the left, where different portraits and words were flashing from time to time. He then turned back and asked politely.

"It's fate that we met. My name is Lacey, and it's nice to meet you."

Upon hearing this, the blonde bunny girl who called herself Lacey's eyes flashed. After thinking for a moment, she extended her fair, slender, and beautiful right hand.

"Hello, Miss Lacey."

Harvey also extended his hand, which was covered in gold gauntlets, and shook hands with Lacey.

“Mr. Kassadin, remember your words. When you come back, you’d better treat me to a few drinks.”

Lacey wasn't surprised to hear the name; instead, as she released her grip, she lightly slid her fingers across Harvey's gauntlet.

"of course."

Lacey's flirtatious and seductive actions did not cause Harvey any emotional fluctuation. However, he did take Lacey's hand in his gauntlet and nod slightly.

Harvey knew very well that a woman like Lacey, who worked at a bounty bar, had a private life that was probably in complete disarray.

Harvey is not averse to sex, but he is never controlled by sexual desire, and he certainly doesn't sleep with every woman he meets.

"Don't rush now. When you return with your bounty, we'll drink together."

Lacey gently pulled her hand back, her smile becoming even more captivating.