Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"By the way, where are we now?"

"...a location slightly off from the coordinates, but not too far."

Dan Heng was unable to follow her logic, but he still tried his best to answer.

And March 7 was naturally impatient and urged.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"March, don't get too excited. We're here for serious business, so don't let your guard down."

Seeing this, Walter also reminded him in time.

"Hehe. I get it. Anyway, the three of us have been partners for so long, so just don't worry!"

"Isn't it because we've been partners with you for so long that we're worried?"

"Huh? That's such an exaggeration?!"

"You haven't forgotten how you broke the snowmobile the other day, have you? Uncle Yang and I were responsible for repairing it, and then the next day, to prove your driving skills, you secretly drove it out and almost broke it apart again."

Dan Heng exposed the secrets without mercy.

"Ahaha... Come to think of it, it seems like that's the case. But let's put this unimportant thing aside for now. Anyway, it looks like there's no obstruction where we're landing this time!"

"Isn't this unimportant? And the time before that was also—"

Dan Heng couldn't help but hold his forehead, and Walter had to interrupt the lively conversation between the two young men again.

He pointed forward, his tone cautious.

"You two, please stop arguing for now. I think we need to go to the front and ask the native about the situation."

"Huh? Natives, we see people so soon? I thought there were no people on this planet!"

March 7th shouted and hurried forward.

Dan Heng and Walter looked at each other and immediately followed.

This can be considered as the tacit understanding between them after cooperating for so long.

The native of the planet that Walter discovered had dark blue bangs that covered his eyes. Although he could be described as handsome, the smirk on the corner of his mouth and the occasional cunning flash in his eyes made people think at first glance that he was a bad guy.

"Excuse me, my dear fellow! We want to ask you something!"

Sanyueqi slapped the man on the shoulder without hesitation, startling him. He looked like a mouse avoiding a wild cat, except for the fact that he didn't bite. The charm of his demeanor was exactly the same.

“——I was scared to death!”

"Hey, although it's my fault for patting someone on the shoulder without saying hello, doesn't your conscience hurt to say such words to a lovely girl like me?"

San Yue Qi glared at him angrily. As if confirming something, the other party breathed a sigh of relief and put on a flattering smile.

"Oh my! Look at what you heroes are saying. I didn't expect to run into people outside the city! Haha, after all, the weather has been so good lately. For ordinary people like us who haven't seen the sun for many days since we were young, it's not a big deal to go out of the city and bask in the sun, right?"

He looked left and right slyly and spoke tentatively.

"...Excuse me, has Guard Sergeant Jeppard arrived? I know him quite well!"

"Who?"

"Huh? Even Garrison Officer Jeppard doesn't know. Are you new here? You should know Sister Xi'er, right?"

"Who is that?"

Sanyue Qizhanger was completely confused and was instead stumped by the other party's question.

On the contrary, after hearing this familiar name, Walter's eyes revealed some subtle emotions, but he concealed it very well and did not expose it.

And this ruffian-like man was quite speechless when he found out that those people were not the pursuers he had imagined.

"Oh, so you're not the Silvermane Guards? I was thinking that even though the uniforms have been changed recently, they're not as personalized as yours. I didn't expect it to be family fighting against family. This is really unnecessary!"

"We didn't hit you, did we?"

"That's not important, let's put it aside for now. Anyway, I'm Sambo Koski, nice to meet you."

The man who called himself Sambo cheerfully took out his business card and handed it to several people, then performed an awkward gentleman's salute.

"I'm San Yueqi, he's Dan Heng, and this senior is Uncle Yang."

San Yueqi gave a brief introduction, and the other two nodded as a greeting.

"Okay, okay, I've got it all in mind. To be honest, I didn't expect to run into fellow travelers before the restrictions outside our city are lifted. I guess you're all like me, scavenging for scrap and bringing back some ancient robot parts?"

He put his arm around Dan Heng's shoulder in a familiar manner, and continued to chatter while he looked slightly disgusted.

"Hey! It's not that I'm complaining, business has been really tough lately. It's rare that everyone doesn't have to hide in the city, so why are they still setting up restrictions? It's like a mother worried about her child going out alone."

"Uh? Is there something wrong with this?"

"Yes! Absolutely! You say this is too strict, how can we do our reselling business? Oh, by the way, don't worry, we at Sangbo never eat alone. There are many treasures out there, and if there is wealth, we can all make money together, hahahaha."

"So you're a two-way dealer?"

March Seventh immediately complained.

"Hey, how can you say that about yourself? We're just nature's porters. We transport things people need to where they belong. And the reward we get is a reward for our efforts. Isn't that only natural?"

Sambo clapped his hands and started to talk a lot of nonsense.

Then he looked at the three of them again and gave a wicked smile.

"Oh right, why don't we team up together? Not only will we have someone to look after us out there, but I'm not afraid to tell you some reliable news. It's said that in two days, the Silver Mane Iron Guards will set up an external investigation team to expand outward. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We must quickly stake out more territory before they come out!"

"Huh? What's going on here?"

March 7th was completely dizzy.

Chapter 94: Preservation and the Free City

"...That's a bit too much, everyone. It's normal for you to distrust me. After all, who among us really listens to what others say? If we did, we'd be dead in some corner a long time ago. But there's no need to act so stupid, right?"

"But we really don't know what you are talking about?"

San Yue Qi muttered in confusion, and Sang Bo also glanced at the two people standing behind her, who looked like door gods and were not easy to mess with, and immediately sighed in defeat.

"Okay, I know the rules. We're all in this business, so we're a little wary, which is understandable! Blame it on my Sambo's naturally enthusiastic and sincere nature..."

After boasting for a while, Sambo put on a wicked smile again, acting as if everything was okay.

"But after all, meeting each other is fate. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. Old Sangbo will be happy to share everything I know! Even the price is quite fair. But please be quick, after all, the Silver Mane Guards may appear at any time."

"Then could Mr. Sambo please start with the Silver Mane Guards you've been talking about? After all, you've been mentioning them before?"

Walter asked directly, replacing March 7, who always failed to grasp the key points.

Sambo also showed a surprised look as if saying "Are you serious?", but after all, he had made a big promise, so he had to explain it to others in detail even for the sake of his business reputation.

"...Since you truly don't know, I'll explain a few things. The Silvermanes are Beloberg's army, law enforcers, and police... Most of them are inflexible and stubborn, preferring to deal with people like us."

Sambo used a heavier tone when dealing with people. The three members of the team looked at each other and made the decision to tie up Sambo and hand him over if they really saw the Silver Mane Iron Guard. Then they continued to listen.

"Alas, you all really are newbies... You're so inexperienced, you haven't even been to a Silvermane Guard station, have you?"

"Hey, don't use being in jail as a way to brag!"

The young knight with an overflowing sense of justice—March Seven complained.

"Haha. It's inevitable for anyone in our line of work to get in. It's just a matter of time! Anyway, I'm your senior after all, so I'll give you some free guidance!"

Sambo didn't care about being dismantled, or maybe he had experienced this kind of thing countless times. Now he was so thick-skinned that even the walls of Beloberg felt inferior to him. Even if the Wind Dragon bit him in the face, it would probably only break his skin.

"First, I'll teach you how to sneak, how to find goods, how to estimate prices, and how to avoid the guards. These are all technical skills! Even the simplest one, finding goods, could take over half an hour, but let's keep it simple! In a nutshell, look specifically for neighborhoods with lots of young people!"

"You really mean it..."

March Seven, who was still muttering in a low voice, was stopped by Dan Heng with a look, and Walter also coughed and suggested.

"That's unnecessary. I'd like to ask Mr. Sambo to take us into the city. The reward is negotiable."

"Going into the city? Going back now? We haven't opened yet, big brother. Although showing the way is a piece of cake, it's not appropriate for you to forget the way back to the city, right?"

“We’re not from here.”

"Ah? There are no strangers here. Are you from somewhere else?"

"To be precise, we are not the natives of this planet, but unknown visitors from outside the universe—"

Walter's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was filled with a hint of enthusiasm.

"Xing what, Yu what?"

Sambo was confused for a moment, then asked the other two tentatively.

"Hey, you two, could this friend of yours be a screenwriter? Why does he speak so elegantly?"

However, he was met with stares from the two men, which made him wave his hands repeatedly in embarrassment.

"Alright, no matter where you're from, now that you're here, you're all guests! Old Sangbo is naturally helpful, and his kindness is a hallmark of business that buyers unanimously acknowledge! Since you all want to enter the city, then head this way. Remember to be quiet and don't be spotted by the guards."

Sambo, with a big smile on his face, led the way enthusiastically.

"So, why do we always feel like thieves when we clearly haven't done anything wrong?"

San Yueqi held his forehead helplessly.

"Rather, why have you been hiding from the Silvermane Guards? You wouldn't have done anything wrong, and the law enforcers wouldn't have arrested you indiscriminately just because you left the city, would you?"

Dan Heng looked at it more deeply and asked a question.

"Well, that's not entirely true. It's mainly because I've secretly collected a few ancient relics, one of which is considered a sacred object, but that's no big deal. If you want to blame anyone, blame the officials who are carrying out the official duties. They're so single-minded. I told them I was managing it for a friend, but they wouldn't believe me."

It seemed that he was very secretive about this topic. After Sambo said a few words, he quickly changed the subject and asked.

"Come to think of it, what are your origins? Could it be that you are really visitors from some galaxy? Ah, I'm not asking, I'm just concerned about my friends. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me..."

"We really are unknown travelers on a pioneering journey, no lie! Also, didn't you just skip over a very important topic, something about sacred objects or something like that—"

San Yueqi raised his little finger and said seriously.

"Ahahaha... Let's put this matter aside for now since it's not important."

"No, that sounds important, right? Maybe that's why you're wanted?"

"Well, being wanted is just common in this business, it's not real."

"Then why are you turning your head away guiltily?"

Sambo was so anxious that he quickly found another excuse.

"It's just an occupational hazard. I used to have a unique skill called 'Treading Without a Trace in the Snow', which can erase footprints. It was specifically used to escape pursuers."

"...You mean them?"

Dan Heng, who was listening on the side, also pointed to a group of people dressed as soldiers who were marching towards them not far away.

"Yes! The Silver Mane Iron Guards I told you about before are this group. I don't know why so many of them are here, but I'd like to ask for a favor, heroes. I don't want to get caught!"

In the stunned eyes of March 7, Sangbo quickly hid behind Walter and Danheng.

Even more terrible was that some of the soldiers over there had sharp eyes and immediately shouted, "If you find the suspect and his accomplices, arrest them immediately!"

"It's bad, they've seen us. If we don't run now, when will we? I'll leave it to you, my friends!"

Sambo was so scared that he ran away, but before he could take two steps, he felt a force of gravity tightly wrapped around his body, almost making him step in vain as if he was performing a spacewalk on the spot.

Walter, who had a scepter in his hand at some point, gently pushed his glasses without taking any credit or fame.

"Please don't be anxious, Mr. Sambo, and come with us to inquire about the situation first."

Sanyueqi and Danheng also looked at each other, and skillfully took out the rope to tie up Sangbo.

On the other side, they discovered that a group of people not only did not run away, but instead tied up their companions as if they were fighting among themselves. The Silver Mane Iron Guards did not launch a direct attack for a while.

After surrounding the four people, a purple-haired girl walked out from behind them. She glanced at the three people with her sharp eyes like a knife, and then immediately locked onto Sambo, with a "cruel" smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Hey, Sambo. It seems that you guys don't divide the spoils evenly. Did your companions kidnap you?"