What happened to the Delta Force? It turned into Arknights!

This means that the badge cannot be exchanged for HAF coins.

For Han Fei, this thing wasn't even as valuable as Lapland's shoes!

Giuseppe was unaware that Han Fei was indifferent to the badge, and explained to himself, "This is a medal established by the family to recognize those who have made great contributions to the family. Only those who have made outstanding contributions to the family are qualified to wear it."

"Wearing it signifies that you are a pillar of the family, and all members of the Texas family will respect you."

"Furthermore, with this badge, you can get your family to do something for you, whether it's killing someone or acquiring wealth, as long as you ask."

"I understand what you mean."

Han Fei reached out and picked up the badge.

Although this thing couldn't be exchanged for Haff coins, he couldn't refuse Giuseppe's request; it wouldn't be right to refuse.

Giuseppe was very satisfied with Han Fei's actions. He nodded and continued, "There's one more thing."

"Please speak," Han Fei said.

“Cellina wants you to be her bodyguard.” Giuseppe stared into Han Fei’s eyes. “What do you think?”

"I?"

Han Fei was somewhat confused, thinking to himself, "Why are you asking me? You're the one in charge of this family."

Considering that the father and daughter had just had a fight, Han Fei felt it was best not to be too outspoken, so he replied, "I will follow your arrangements."

Volume 1: Chapter 49 Generous Spending

Giuseppe stared at Han Fei expressionlessly.

Han Fei was somewhat confused by his gaze. Giuseppe suddenly laughed and said, "Very good. I have seen all your contributions to the family. The family will never mistreat any loyal person."

"I will have someone arrange a room for you in the main house. During this time, you will be Cellina's bodyguard and must protect her well."

"I will protect her."

Han Fei nodded heavily and said, "No one will hurt her before I fall."

"Ah."

Giuseppe nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. Go back to her and do what you're supposed to do."

Han Fei then got up and left the study.

Outside the door, Texas leaned against the shadows of the corridor, her grey-blue wolf ears drooping slightly, a Pocky stick between her fingertips, unconsciously biting her lips.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass, casting dappled shadows at her feet, but it couldn't reach her lowered eyelashes.

The silence was broken only when Han Fei's footsteps rang out, and the girl looked up as if startled awake. Pocky crumbs trembled between her teeth, and crumbs fell softly onto her black uniform.

"Finished talking?"

She spat out the cookie stick, her voice softer than usual, the last syllable almost disappearing into the wind blowing through the corridor.

"Um."

Han Fei responded, and casually tossed the wolf head badge that Giuseppe had given him into the air. The metal badge drew a cold arc in the sunlight before landing steadily back in his palm.

The badge that Giuseppe considered incredibly valuable was treated like a worthless trinket by Han Fei.

—This thing is indeed worthless.

"He gave you this?"

Texas's gaze sharpened, her voice remaining calm, but with a slight upward inflection at the end.

"yes."

Han Fei casually stuffed the badge into his pocket, the metal making a slight rustling sound as it rubbed against the fabric. "They said they could change the request."

"Ah."

Texas let out a short, cold laugh, and suddenly straightened her back, the folds of her black uniform unfolding like raven feathers.

"follow me."

Han Fei had no doubts and followed the slender figure in front of him.

The two strolled through the corridors of the family mansion, dappled sunlight filtering through the stained glass dancing on Texas's shoulders and turning the downy hairs on the tips of her ears into translucent gold leaf.

Their shadows were pinned to the marble floor by the slanting sunlight. The girl's shadow was as sharp as a knife, while Han Fei's silhouette appeared particularly bulky due to his tactical equipment.

After turning two corners, Texas suddenly spoke, her voice softer than the wind passing through the corridor:

"If you trust me, you'd better throw that thing away."

Han Fei reached into his pocket, his fingers twirling the sharply defined wolf head, and asked, "What do you mean?"

“Those who wear it will eventually die,” Texas said softly. “The reckoning of the Sicilian has come. Wearing it will only make you sink deeper and deeper.”

Han Fei blinked. The badge was worthless to him; he could just throw it away without feeling any remorse.

As for Giuseppe's promise, Han Fei only listened to it and never took it seriously.

—This old man can barely take care of himself, yet he still believes in the promises he makes. Isn't that a bit too naive?

Perhaps it was Han Fei's silence that caused Texas to misunderstand. She remembered that Han Fei had said he was short of money and reluctant to discard the badge, which meant that he was reluctant to give up Giuseppe's promise and the potentially generous reward.

Thinking of this, Texas said, "I don't know what he promised you, but give up, I'll compensate you. What do you want, Gouyuan?"

The Colombian dollar, also known as the Colombian gold certificate, is the official currency of Colombia.

This stuff is money in Colombia, but it's worthless to Han Fei.

It doesn't feel as good as Huffcoin.

“I don’t want that stuff,” Han Fei said. “I’d rather have something valuable than currency, like antiques, high-tech products, or even fine wines.”

Texas hesitated for a moment, then said, "Come with me."

Han Fei followed Texas, winding through the old house, passing through countless corridors, until a heavy oak door appeared before them.

Texas pushed open the door and went in, with Han Fei following closely behind.

The moment the door opened, the halo of light from the crystal chandelier surged out like a tide. Han Fei squinted and saw countless glass display cases arranged neatly like soldiers in formation, each case enveloped in an independent halo of spotlight.

The amber-colored aged liquor gleamed with a golden sheen in a specially made crystal bottle. In another display case next to it, distilled spirits, golden in color, resembled liquid sunlight under the lights. Hand-rolled cigars, neatly arranged in cedar wood boxes, shimmered with a dark gold hue.

“These are all my grandfather’s treasures.”

Texas's finger brushed against the nearest display case, and a blue fingerprint-authentication pattern immediately appeared on the bulletproof glass surface.

She reached inside and took out the crystal bottle, saying softly, "But now, he can't use it anymore."

Han Fei looked around. Although he couldn't recognize the brands of the cigarettes and alcohol, he could easily guess from their preciousness that they must be quite valuable.

Unfortunately, not all valuable items could be exchanged for Haff coins for Han Fei.

It's the same principle as not being able to search for all clothes.

If all clothes can be searched, then why would Han Fei bother searching and fighting? He could just go straight to the clothing wholesale market. With the drop rate of about two percent for the red room cards in the state, he could get one or two cards out of every hundred items he picked up.

Texas handed the crystal bottle to Han Fei and said, "This is a famous wine from Ursus. That winery used to supply the royal family exclusively. My grandfather spent a lot of money when he bought this bottle. Now, decades later, its value should be even more expensive. You can take it. Rather than letting it rot in the display case, it's better to drink it... or smash it."

Han Fei glanced down and saw that the bottle in Texas's hand wasn't highlighted, which meant that the bottle was worthless to Han Fei, not even as good as those "trendy little trash".

So he shook his head and said, "No, I don't want this."

After saying that, he added a reminder: "Is it really okay for you to give me wine like this?"

“He won’t say anything,” Texas said calmly. “Don’t forget who I am.”

"That's true."

Han Fei shrugged. After all, Cherlinina was the eldest daughter of a powerful family, and her influence was undeniable.

Texas put the wine back in the display case and said to Han Fei, "Then, see what you want. You can choose from the collection in this room."

"You are very generous."

Han Fei clicked his tongue in amazement, thinking to himself that she was indeed the eldest daughter of a family, her wealthy and arrogant manner was exactly like that of Lappland.

Texas pursed her lips. She knew that if these things were left here, they would ultimately become spoils of war for the Syracuse.

Texas had no interest in these things, even though they were valuable. If they could be used to pull Han Fei out of the family's quagmire, that would be ideal.

Volume 1: Chapter 50 Is this still Puba?

With Texas's promise, Han Fei wandered around.

There are many valuable things in this house, but very few things that can be exchanged for Haff coins.

He wandered around inside for a long time before finally finding a bottle of wine with a bright sheen.

Even through the glass display case, Han Fei could tell that the glossy outline of the wine bottles inside looked very familiar.

—Isn't this the champagne he knows best!

Wow, there really is champagne to eat!

Han Fei was excited and said, "I want this one."

Texas readily agreed, opening the glass display case without a word and handing the champagne inside to Han Fei, saying, "Take it, it's yours now."

"Thanks."

Han Fei happily stuffed the champagne into his bag, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Oh my, does anyone in the family know this? Pu Ba has made a million in profits!

The young lady is right.

Han Fei didn't even dare to imagine how much fashionable junk he would have to carry in his bag to earn that million-dollar sum if he were still wandering around Colombia like a headless fly.

Following the wealthy heiress, everything changed; she easily amassed millions in profits.

Even more outrageous is that Han Fei's bag isn't even full yet!

Han Fei bought a 25-compartment purple bag before coming to pack more things, but so far, the bag is only two-thirds full: a pair of long knives, a pair of shoes, and some fashionable little trash he picked up.

As for the champagne, his safe has exactly two compartments, just enough to fit a bottle of champagne in.

Han Fei had just finished packing his things when he heard Texas say, "Give me that badge, then leave here, leave Columbia, and go as far away as possible."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei closed the backpack interface, looked up at Texas, and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?"

Han Fei understood that Texas sent him champagne to satisfy his desire for wealth and to stop him from thinking about the rewards from his family.

But Han Fei never thought Giuseppe could give him anything valuable.

Besides, his bag wasn't even full yet!

Now that it's time to evacuate, Han Fei can really evacuate. Pu Ba doesn't have so many rules; there's no need to pull the power switch. He can just head straight to the evacuation point and that's it.

Han Fei was still somewhat dissatisfied. Who knew where he would be assigned next time he entered the map?

If he were to end up in some remote, impoverished place like a tundra, wouldn't he have to bring back a backpack full of trash to the Special Operations Unit again?

Han Fei's current mindset is like encountering a huge winning situation while playing on the continent, but the opponents are all bots!

In this situation, is it really possible for someone to refrain from taking advantage of the situation, not to use room keys, and simply leave?

Han Fei couldn't help himself.

This old Texas family mansion is really something!

“You don’t need to worry about me,” Texas said earnestly. “I have my own methods; you just need to take care of yourself.”

Seeing the girl's reaction, Han Fei hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, I should be the one saying this. To tell you the truth, I will leave here in five days at the latest and go to a place where the Syracuseans will never find me."

"Will I never find you?"

A hint of suspicion appeared in Texas's bright eyes.

“Yes, I can assure you, the Syracuses will never find that place,” Han Fei said earnestly.

The Special Operations Division is a place that even Han Fei himself doesn't know, let alone the Syracuses. How are the Syracuses supposed to find him?

Before Texas could speak, Han Fei added, "Alright, don't rush me away, I still need to make money!"

I've just withdrawn from the big red game, so who's going to make up for the missing HAF coins for me?

Upon hearing this, Texas shook her head and said, "You're a greedy person."

"Making money isn't shameful."

Han Fei was somewhat dismissive. He was so poor that he had to run to Puba. What else was there to say? He should just take the money.