Zeng Duo watched as Han Wanghuo and the others finished their disguises and walked out of the door. She then retracted her gaze and walked step by step to the living room window, gazing outside.

“This is seven or eight stories high…” she said with a hint of surprise.

Her experience as a ruins hunter was to choose a second or third floor facing the street, making it easy to escape by jumping out of the window.

Rarely having the opportunity to explain to others, Long Yuehong immediately said:

“This is called going against the grain. This way, we won’t become the main target of a large-scale search.”

“But if it’s a search, they’ll eventually come up here,” Zeng Duo was still a little puzzled.

“By that time, we’ll have already noticed and known about it, and we’ll have prepared in advance.” Long Yuehong suddenly understood the feeling his team leader had when explaining things to him.

With a bit of smugness, a bit of amusement, and a bit of anticipation, hoping that the target would understand without having to explain in so much detail.

Zeng Duo frowned slightly:

“Then how do we escape?”

“With the military exoskeleton, this height is nothing,” Bai Chen said simply from the side.

Especially since there were balconies, pipes, and various protrusions on the outside of the building, it wouldn't be too difficult for someone wearing a military exoskeleton to climb down from the seventh or eighth floor.

Hearing this answer, Zeng Duo felt like she was acting like a country bumpkin.

Affected by the earlier shock, her physical condition wasn't too good. She pointed to the single sofa in the living room and politely asked:

“Can I sit down?”

“You don’t need to be so restrained.” Bai Chen’s gaze was still fixed on the outside of the window.

She was using the height of the building to observe the surrounding blocks.

This was also the reason why the "Old Task Force" chose to rent on higher floors. With a sniper in their group, they were very clear about the importance of high ground.

And the existence of the military exoskeleton allowed them not to worry about their escape route.

Hearing Bai Chen’s answer, Zeng Duo smiled:

“But I can’t treat myself like the owner either.”

She lives quite, quite thoroughly… After thinking for a long time, Long Yuehong finally came up with a word from the Old World entertainment materials.

Bai Chen turned around and looked at Zeng Duo, who was slowly sitting down:

“Is that all you want to ask?”

Doesn’t she care about the "Old Task Force's" origins and purposes?

Zeng Duo thought for a few seconds and smiled self-deprecatingly:

“I don’t have long to live. Caring about these things is meaningless.

“As long as I can rescue everyone in the town, nothing else matters to me.”

Bai Chen pursed her lips and didn’t say anything more.

…………

Inside the slowly starting jeep.

Jiang Baimian, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled at Han Wanghuo:

“It seems like you knew we were looking for you?”

Han Wanghuo, sitting slightly to the left in the back row, slowly nodded:

“Yes.”

“Then why didn’t you contact us?” Shang Jianyao, in the passenger seat, asked.

Han Wanghuo fell silent and didn’t answer.

Jiang Baimian smiled:

“It’s okay, say whatever you want. We’re all in the same boat now, no need to be so reserved.”

Han Wanghuo turned his head to look at Genaver beside him and frowned slightly:

“Why are you looking for me?”

“Caring about you, observing you.” Shang Jianyao said something that couldn't be more sincere.

As for how the other party understood it, that was another matter.

Han Wanghuo didn’t ask further. He raised his hand and touched the scar on his face:

“I don’t think we’re very familiar. Too eager an attitude will only make people wary.

“You are also Ashlanders, you should know a saying: excessive courtesy, concealing ulterior motives.”

Jiang Baimian chuckled:

“What do you think you have that’s worth stealing from you?”

Han Wanghuo didn’t speak.

Jiang Baimian could actually tell that Han Wanghuo must have been hurt in the past by people who called themselves friends. One or both of the scars on his face were left that way, so he was so wary of getting close for no reason.

Moreover, with his awkward personality, he probably didn't want his vulnerable state exposed to us… As Jiang Baimian's thoughts turned, Shang Jianyao followed up with a smile:

“If it’s a seduction, I don’t think any of them would be a loss for you. Uh, Little Red can discuss it further.”

Han Wanghuo didn’t pick up on this topic and said with emotion:

“There are other reasons, for example, your origins are unclear. I’m afraid of getting involved in bigger trouble. Um… your mental state isn’t quite right either. I’m a little worried.”

“Only him, thank you.” Jiang Baimian quickly replied.

She didn’t want to be in the same group as a certified crazy person.

Shang Jianyao looked puzzled:

“We’re very normal. What exactly made you have the illusion that our mental state isn’t quite right?”

Han Wanghuo assumed that "we" referred to "Xue Shiyue, Qian Bai, Gu Zhiyong" and others, and didn’t delve into the matter. He asked, weighing his words:

“Do you really want to offer help?”

Now that he had started a conversation, he felt it was necessary to ask things clearly.

In this regard, he didn’t have too many concerns, because it concerned his life.

“Do you hope it’s fake?” Shang Jianyao asked with a smile.

Han Wanghuo was silent for a moment and said:

“Why?”

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

“First, we are friends.”

Friends… Han Wanghuo opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

“Second, we did bring you trouble, disrupting your arrangements and making the hope of completing the mission slim.” Shang Jianyao continued.

Han Wanghuo didn’t dare say it out loud, but he did think so in his heart.

Shang Jianyao’s expression gradually became serious:

“Third, our ideal is to save all of humanity.

“The people in First Spring Town are also members of humanity, and they haven’t done anything bad.”

Han Wanghuo once again confirmed that the other party had a mental problem.

At this time, Jiang Baimian casually added:

“Besides, we also have to leave the city to avoid the limelight, so we might as well help you.”

Han Wanghuo’s gaze shifted back and forth between the man and the woman several times, and finally he gave up pursuing the matter.

“Do you want to listen to music?” Shang Jianyao asked enthusiastically.

He had already taken the small speaker out of his tactical backpack.

“No, thanks.” Han Wanghuo cautiously rejected his suggestion.

Shang Jianyao sighed in disappointment and turned to Genaver:

“Old Ge, don’t pretend. We’re all friends.”

Genaver, who had been playing the role of an ordinary robot and hadn’t interrupted, moved his metal joints, and his eyes flashed red as he said:

“If there are corresponding tutorials and instruments, I can try to perform organ transplant surgery.”

Han Wanghuo suddenly turned around and looked at the robot.

“It, is it an intelligent robot in the medical field?” Han Wanghuo asked Xue Shiyue and Zhang Qubing with a mixture of surprise and doubt.

This kind of functional, life-oriented robot only existed in large factions. For small teams, it was too extravagant, and its abilities were too limited.

“No, I am a true intelligent robot, with the same learning abilities as humans, and even higher efficiency.” Genaver extended his silver-black metal palm to Han Wanghuo. “Nice to meet you. Genaver, former town chief of Tarnan and the first president of the ‘Underground Ark’ Management Committee.”

Han Wanghuo was stunned. It took him a long time to understand:

“Are you from ‘Mechanical Paradise’?”

As a Redstone Collection sheriff and town guard captain, he knew enough about "Mechanical Paradise" and Tarnan. He just hadn't expected that Xue Shiyue's team had actually abducted a true intelligent robot.

He looked at Genaver's metal palm, which was still extended, hesitated for a moment, and then shook hands with the robot.

“Yes.” Genaver simulated a human and let out a sigh.

Just as Han Wanghuo was about to ask more, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the route the vehicle was taking:

“Isn’t this the way to Antana Street?”

Antana Street was in the northwest direction, close to the factory district, while the jeep was now heading northeast. Although this would still reach the Green Olive District, it was already a bit of a detour.

“We’re going somewhere else to take care of something first.” Jiang Baimian answered with a smile.

After a long time, the jeep stopped outside the Ugo Hotel.

“Let’s go in together. Old Ge, guard the car.” Jiang Baimian nodded to Han Wanghuo.

Seeing them come in, Ugo didn't say anything and took out an old blue bag.

“Here’s what you wanted.” He pushed the slightly bulging bag to Jiang Baimian.

Inside were the six thousand Orei promised by General Focas.

Shang Jianyao took the bag, unzipped it, glanced at it casually, and threw it into his tactical backpack without counting.

A considerable amount… Han Wanghuo only glanced at the banknotes at the zipper and had such a judgment.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Ugo seemed to be asking on behalf of General Focas. “I see you’ve been having some trouble lately.”

Jiang Baimian smiled:

“Not for now, but we might need your help later to get us safely out of the city.”

She mentioned it in advance so that General Focas's side could make some preparations.

“Okay.” Ugo replied calmly.

Jiang Baimian didn’t say anything more and turned to walk outside.

Although she, Shang Jianyao, and Han Wanghuo were all disguised, it wasn’t convenient to stay for long in the hotel lobby, where people might come and go at any time.

After completing this matter, they still didn’t go to Antana Street. Instead, they came to Stern Street in the Red Wolf District and visited Terence, the second boss of the "Blackshirts."

This time, Han Wanghuo and Genaver stayed in the car together.

Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao entered through the back door. Only one member of the "Shang Jianyao Brotherhood" saw them and helped them open the door and lead the way.

“This is the last six thousand Orei.” Jiang Baimian took out the cash she had just received and pushed it to Terence.

She didn’t use the blue bag.

Terence didn’t take the money right away. His gaze was a bit dazed and a bit surprised as he looked Xue Shiyue and Zhang Qubing up and down.

He already knew that his good friends were being hunted down by the "Hands of Order" with all their might. He thought they wouldn't dare to show their faces again, and the money they owed would just be gone.

Who knew that they, in such a dangerous situation, hadn’t forgotten to pay back the money and had risked coming to pay it back!

What kind of spirit was this!

Jiang Baimian reminded with a smile:

“Our mechanical arm.”

Terence came back to his senses and said regretfully:

“You could have waited for the situation to stabilize before paying it back…”

It would be best if they never paid it back. In that case, it would be roughly equivalent to him buying a T1 multi-functional mechanical arm for six thousand Orei.

What a bargain!

“No, we have to keep our promises.” Shang Jianyao responded righteously.

“Okay.” Terence counted the banknotes and reluctantly went upstairs to the safe to retrieve the "Old Task Force's" mechanical arm.

After this item was brought back to the car, Han Wanghuo's eyes widened a bit.

“If we can get a new model of mechanical arm, we have the ability to get a mechanical heart.” Jiang Baimian said with a smile. “Alas, I’m just afraid there won’t be enough time.”

Without waiting for Han Wanghuo to respond, she said to Shang Jianyao, who was taking over the driving:

“We can go to Antana Street now.”