It’s no use giving anything!
What they’re missing now, most of all, are people, fighting brothers, genetic seeds!
Does Mr. Gu have any ways to help with this matter?
At that moment, Priest Karizo said, “Mr. Gu has indeed done everything within his power to help the ‘present’ Phoenix Battle Group. But for the future, for the group that will be saved, it is far from enough. He can do more.”
“What are you implying?” Matins asked eagerly, “Have you foreseen something else? There are only four of us left in the group. We must be united for the survival of the group! Why are you being so secretive at a time like this?”
“I just don’t know how to say it,” Rizzo sighed, “What is the most urgent help the group needs now?”
“Is it… genetic seeds?” Matins was so confused that even this answer was given hesitantly.
“Yes, now that we need genetic seeds, why shouldn’t we seek help from Mr. Gu?”
“Huh?” Matins was utterly bewildered, “He might be able to help us in countless ways but this one…”
“I’ve said, I foresaw that the group’s salvation would fall upon Mr. Gu. Since we’re now at the brink of life and death, and we need genetic seeds to save our group, then let’s go to him.”
“You mean to say, Mr. Gu has our genetic seeds?” Matins’ eyes narrowed as a myriad of thoughts raced through his mind.
Rizzo once again did not answer directly but posed another question, “Matins, are you willing to pay any price for the survival of the group?”
“Of course!” Matins replied firmly, “But what does that have to do with…”
Rizzo waved his hand to prevent him from continuing and looked toward the other two parties present.
“And you?”
“Certainly willing!” The two veteran warriors were equally resolute.
Rizzo nodded.
He stood up, faced the three brothers, and said, “Then let’s go, let us meet His Excellency the Governor, see the savior of our group, and see how he will save our group.”
…
Four interstellar warriors, visiting together, armed to the teeth, gave Gu Hang quite a fright.
But after hearing the news, he still received them in his own office hall.
The Gu Hang of today was no longer the one from before.
In just half a year, not only had his power expanded rapidly, his personal strength had skyrocketed as well.
In the system, on his personal character interface, he was a Level 5 Spiritual Energy user. In the battle aboard the Quintet three months ago against the Beastman Fleet General, he even played a key role.
He had assessed himself and concluded that, at this level, he might not even fear a one-on-one battle with Matins, the leader of the battle group.
Of course, being ganged up on by four interstellar warriors might still pose a problem, but who said he couldn’t run if he couldn’t fight?
The city was full of his people!
The reason Gu Hang thought of this first was mainly because the interstellar warriors came so aggressively and suddenly. Not knowing what had happened, he naturally considered the worst.
Of course, when he actually met them, Gu Hang’s face still beamed with a bright smile.
He welcomed the interstellar warriors first, then without any further probing or beating around the bush, he got straight to the point and asked, “I wonder what brings you here today? Is there anything specific you need my help with? The Phoenix Battle Group has made great efforts and sacrifices for the rebuilding and revitalization of Rage Owl Star, something I will never forget.
Whatever you need, feel free to ask. I will fulfill it if I can!”
Facing Mr. Gu’s question, the four formidable interstellar warriors, however, didn’t open their mouths.
They didn’t know what to say.
The two warriors didn’t say much; they were just there to witness, today they only brought eyes and ears, not mouths.
As for the two leaders… Matins’ gaze turned to Rizzo, only to find that the latter had no intention of speaking.
This had always been Rizzo’s stance: You are the group leader, so all decisions should rightfully be made by you.
Was this a good thing?
At least Matins didn’t think so. He only felt weighed down by the heavy burden.
Sometimes, he wished someone else could make some decisions for him, whether the decision was right or wrong. All he needed to do was follow, execute with all his might, and that would have been fine.
It would certainly be countless times easier than now.
Putting away his thoughts, he still had to shoulder the responsibility of the group leader and seek a way out for the survival of the group.
Matins was similarly not adept at beating around the bush, so he too spoke plainly, “We are here for the survival of the Phoenix Battle Group, and we need Your Excellency’s help.”
“Oh?” Gu Hang had already let go of most of his worries.
Asking for help, huh? You should’ve started with that.
With all the bluster, I thought there had been a leak and you were coming to finish me off.
Hold on, no, there’s no leak! I am a loyal subject of the Empire!
However, Gu Hang was a bit puzzled again.
He said, “You need help, of course, there’s no problem, but forgive my bluntness, I’ve always been grateful for your sacrifices and have been trying my best to help you. I don’t know where else I can provide assistance. If there’s anything I haven’t done well, feel free to speak up, I’m all ears.”
Taking a deep breath, Matins said, “We need a genetic seed.”
What?
Genetic seed?
To me?
Lucky I wasn’t drinking water just now, otherwise I wouldn’t guarantee I wouldn’t spit it out in one go.
Clearing his throat twice to cover the shock in his eyes, he asked with feigned calm, “This… I understand what a genetic seed is, but how can I help you? I don’t understand.”
Matins was somewhat deflated.
Yeah, how could a Military Governor help with something related to genetic seeds?
His gaze involuntarily drifted back to Priest Rizzo beside him.
Priest Rizzo still had a silent demeanor.
Anger rising in his heart, Matins blurted out in frustration, “Eight months ago, we were wandering through the stars…”
He talked about what happened then.
About their plight, how Priest Rizzo had foreseen that the salvation of the battle group lay with Gu Hang, and their arrival on Rage Owl Star.
He even included the earlier conversation he had with Priest Rizzo inside the Phoenix Monastery, not sparing any details.
Priest, weren’t you all quiet?
Then I’ll lay it all out!
Priest Rizzo’s expression remained unchanged as he let Matins spill everything.
Gu Hang looked at the High Priest of the Phoenix with disbelief, unable to comprehend the rationale behind all this.
But in reality, his mind was swiftly calculating.
Eight months ago, that must have been when he activated the “Phoenix Will Die” event.
Was it the power of the system that mobilized Priest Rizzo to foresee certain events through prayer?
What was the reasoning behind this?
You, a priest, were led to Rage Owl Star, led to me, during prayers to The Emperor?
The implications hidden behind this entire event sent chills down Gu Hang’s spine.
However, an even more pressing issue was right before him.
After Matins had finished recounting everything, he looked at him with eyes full of expectation.
Not just Matins, the two star warriors behind him also shared the same demeanor.
And how should he respond?
Genetic seeds, huh… I could give them, a hundred grace points each, right?
For him, who had just activated the event at that time, a hundred grace points were impossible to come by; even if he had them, it would have been exceedingly painful to part with.
But for the him of now, with a fixed monthly income of thirteen hundred, a hundred points were nothing.
But the question is… should he give them?
If he admitted it, what risks would it bring, and what impact would it have?