Jin brothers
Only then did Wang Dong pilot the mining ship.
Reinstate as a miner again.
Concentrate on mining.
By the way, search for traces of energy crystals.
Of the three units of low-grade energy crystals originally obtained, one had already been consumed by the auxiliary system when it captured the signals from other dimensions.
The remaining two units of low-grade energy crystals were used to strengthen the doubling enhancement function of the quantum entanglement brainwave manipulation system.
It was considered to be consumed.
For the next ten hours or so of searching, Wang Dong found nothing. This kind of existence and energy crystals, in the end, still depend on the face. Just having to pay, not necessarily always harvesting. This is often the case around the world.
Wang Dong had only held the idea of letting nature take its course and was not in a hurry.
Unlike before he was reborn, he was forced to stand on the front stage to meet the storm.
Now, he had successfully hidden himself behind the curtain, so there was plenty of time.
Low-grade energy crystals, in places like the Mining Starfield, there were still a small amount in circulation.
If it was just one or two units, Wang Dong's entry would not arouse any suspicion.
Who doesn't have a bit of a collection fetish?
Return to the voyage.
Deliver the collected minerals.
Wang Dong returned home to rest. The next day, I once again went to the Phantom Internet Cafe. The daily life of an ordinary interstellar miner. Wang Dong's role play is perfect.
At the same moment, on the Jin family's battleship, which had searched for many days but had never been able to find any trace of the Tomahawk.
"Little Sixteen, why are you here?"
Sima De Cao, whose features were shadowy, stared tightly at the young man on the virtual screen and asked angrily.
"Thirteenth brother, I'm not afraid that Yuan Shu, the bereaved dog, will break through and try to make a counterattack and pit you against me."
The young man was still decent-looking but only spoke in a conspiratorial manner.
Sima De Cao slightly jumped, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Yuan Shu has already been stabbed in the heart; he suffered a fatal blow, so he has no power to fight back.
Sixteenth brother's good intentions, which I heartily appreciate, will certainly have to be repaid in the future. The next is just simple search work; I can do it alone, but also, please, 16th brother, first return."
"Hahaha, Thirteenth Brother, if things really went as smoothly as you say, you wouldn't need to be bitter to the extent of wasting your time in this asteroid belt mine where chickens don't shit and birds don't breed.
Rabbits bite when they're anxious, not to mention that Yuan Shu's Tomahawk has been on the family's bounty list for quite a few years, at least. It's better to let me give you a hand."
The young man didn't mind Sima De Cao's anger and continued leisurely.
"Sima Delang! Don't think that just because you can be assigned a LV.12 destroyer, you can call your brothers' bluff; I tell you, you're still too naive!"
Sima De Cao could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and said it in a furious manner.
"If you want to pick peaches, you also have to see if you have the ability to do so; battles aren't something that can be decided just by comparing the Comprehensive Battle Power Evaluation Rating! You'd better learn a few more years in virtual sparring!"
"The family's bounty targets are the Tomahawk and Yuan Shu, but it doesn't matter who made the first move. As long as I can find the Tomahawk first, this family reward will be mine!"
Sima Delang's laughter was filled with mockery and naked contempt.
"Sima De Cao, giving you face and calling you 13th brother, not giving you face, what the hell are you?
But relying on nepotism is barely on the side of the first family; do you also really consider yourself a first-family son?
Do you really think you're the son of the first family? You think you can tell me that you'll be rewarded later? Simply laugh me to death, hahahahaha."
Sima De Cao clenched his teeth.
To this, also listed in the "De" generation, ranked sixteenth cousin Sima Delang, Sima De Cao has long looked at the eye.
When Sima De Cao came of age, the family gave him the choice of an LV.9 class second-generation Spark Battleship or a first-generation Spark Battleship.
If Sima De Cao had enough family and resources, a Primordial fire Battleship would be the best choice.
But no, it was just as Sima Delang mocked.
Sima De Cao's rise to the ranks of the Jin family's first-generation sons relied on his mother's bedside manner after she remarried.
Thus, a LV.9 fire Battleship that could allow him to struggle for decades less became the preferred choice.
In the next ten years or so, Sima De Cao seized the opportunity, struggled hard, and was able to painstakingly raise the seat ship's comprehensive battle power evaluation level to LV.11.
But Sima Delong, what the hell?
But he a playboy, but on the basis of good family history, once an adult, got a LV.12 second-generation fire warship.
This is still specially prepared for others to practice with the tool ship.
How can't this be embarrassing for Sima De Cao?
Don't underestimate the difference of a few levels between LV.9 and LV.12; it meant a gap of a thousand source points that would take twenty years to make up for.
What's more, this time Sima Delang chased after Sima De Cao and rushed back and forth to this remote mining galaxy, clearly coming to pick peaches.
This was just as well; competition was ubiquitous amongst the Jin family's children, and Sima De Cao had also picked other people's peaches.
The most crucial thing was that Sima Delong, did not lack resources at all!
Neither did he lack the merits of bounty missions, nor did he lack tangible resources!
He was simply looking for trouble from Sima De Cao.
He's not doing himself any favors.
Sima De Cao could no longer suppress his emotions.