Colonial Suit

Late at night... in the study of the floating castle...

Cowboy Number Five was rapidly operating in front of the intelligent computer. One after another, light screens were pulled out by him and placed beside him. The entire room was almost filled with light screens, visibly to the naked eye. Countless data and images flowed like a waterfall. Among them, there were also dozens of figures communicating with Cowboy Number Five.

"Is this true?" Cowboy Number Five was speaking to a man with a face full of beard. The other party's face was obscured by mosaics, making it completely impossible to see his features. However, a conspicuous knife scar could be seen on his neck.

"That's indeed the case," the bearded man replied. His voice was as cold and mechanical. "I've told you everything I need to tell you. Don't forget my payment."

"You'll see it soon," Cowboy Number Five replied, and then closed the communication. At the same time, several other light screens around him flickered with information, and he quickly glanced at them before sighing.

"I see. This Bai Yan is really miserable. No wonder he obtained the Warrior's End."

After tapping on the intelligent computer a few times, all the light screens instantly retracted. Cowboy Number Five stood up and stretched. "Damn it, finally done. That Blood Eyes is really lazy. I'm not an intelligence specialist. Why give me this kind of thing? But I'm willing to work for this guy. Who told him to kill Number One?"

"Huh? Wait, what's this?"

Just as Cowboy Number Five was about to put away the intelligent computer, he saw that the last light screen of the intelligent computer seemed to be transmitting information that interested him. After carefully browsing through it, he took a deep breath. "Fack! You've got to be kidding me. The Mercenary Headquarters is giving him a territory mission? And it's a Tier 3 territory? What a joke!"

"This matter must be told to Carrie, otherwise her treasure will run away."

Putting away the intelligent computer, Cowboy Number Five was about to leave the study when the door opened. Carrie swayed in. She had changed into that extremely revealing gauze dress again. Every step exposed a large expanse of her fair skin. With a charming smile on her face, she walked behind Cowboy Number Five and hugged his waist.

"Darling..." Carrie's voice was very seductive, the kind that made people feel numb to the bone. It made people think of bed at the first moment.

"Aren't you resting yet?"

"Heh." Cowboy Number Five smiled slightly and reached back to vigorously knead her round buttocks. Carrie's skin was very elastic and felt particularly good.

Carrie groaned, but didn't struggle at all. Instead, she rested her head on Cowboy Number Five's back, as if trying to draw a sense of security from this unrestrained man.

"What's wrong? Did those guys cause you trouble again?" Cowboy Number Five sensitively noticed the softness in Carrie's heart and asked softly.

Carrie's purge this time was very decisive, and it aroused strong resistance. Although Carrie adopted the method of rebuilding the Elder Council to appease many families, there were still a small number of families who didn't buy it. The result naturally caused a large-scale suppression. Cowboy Number Five had also participated in it a few times and naturally knew Carrie's troubles.

You must know that in the Fifth World, every family basically had some family warriors. Of course, these people's strength was completely inferior to professional warriors such as cosmic mercenaries. But it still caused some trouble to the suppression. Cowboy Number Five's few shots were to deal with these people.

Fortunately, the cosmic warrior system was self-contained, and most of the truly powerful warriors were included in it. Therefore, Cowboy Number Five didn't encounter too many powerful guys.

"No..." Carrie sighed and shook her head gently. "This purge is almost over. I didn't encounter too much trouble."

"Then why..."

"I'm just a little tired." Carrie lay on Cowboy Number Five's back, too lazy to get up. "This is the first time I've taken charge of the family's power. I didn't expect so many things. It seems I'm not a qualified family head. I actually want to be lazy."

"Ha." Cowboy Number Five chuckled. This was the first time he had seen Carrie like this. But it gave him a fresh feeling instead.

Turning around, he hugged Carrie in his arms and said with a wicked smile, "Why don't we do something?"

"Hehe..." Carrie also laughed, a blush appearing on her face.

But she seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said, "Blood Eyes should be very busy right now, right?"

"What do you mean?" Cowboy Number Five felt a headache when he heard Blood Eyes.

"I let Erin go home," Carrie replied with a chuckle. "According to that little girl's personality, she will definitely run to thank Blood Eyes. What method do you think a girl will use to thank him?"

"This..." Cowboy Number Five was dumbfounded. He could almost imagine Blood Eyes' helpless look. In his impression, although Blood Eyes didn't avoid women, he was extremely strict with himself. Carrie actually wanted a little girl to seduce Blood Eyes. She really could think of it.

"Isn't this bad?"

"What's so bad about it? Erin is willing to do it herself," Carrie said, curling her lips dismissively. "Moreover, Blood Eyes should be even more grateful to me, right?"

"Damn it, you're playing with fire." Cowboy Number Five's fingers trembled. "Blood Eyes isn't an ordinary person. Using such methods will backfire."

"Why?" Carrie blinked. "Don't you men all like girls to be more proactive?"

"But Blood Eyes is an exception. He values affection more. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been rejected by him in the first place."

"You..." Carrie's eyes drooped and she said quietly, "You know?"

"What's so special about that." Cowboy Number Five shrugged indifferently. "This is your freedom. I haven't blamed you. I just think your decision this time is wrong. If you want Blood Eyes to help you, the best way is to make him feel warmth, not use some tricks."

"This... is difficult," Carrie finally let go of Cowboy Number Five and propped up her chin with her fingers. "Blood Eyes' personality is so cold."

"Take a look at this." Cowboy Number Five turned around, picked up the intelligent computer, and placed it in front of Carrie. "Information from the Mercenary Headquarters."

"Territory mission, Tier 3 territory?" Carrie saw the information on the intelligent computer at a glance, and her face instantly changed.

Although she wasn't in the mercenary system, she knew what it meant. This was the cosmic mercenaries' great weapon, and also the organizational foundation of the cosmic mercenaries.

It was like the original land division. The territory mission was the foundation for cosmic mercenaries. Generally speaking, only cosmic mercenaries with a certain level of ability and recognized by the Mercenary Headquarters would obtain it. Moreover, territory missions were divided into two types: formal missions that required cosmic mercenaries to pay for themselves and conquer themselves, and reward missions that had already been conquered and were ready to be stationed in at any time. But no matter which one, they were all the goals of cosmic mercenaries.

The mission that the Mercenary Headquarters gave to Blood Eyes this time was obviously the latter. It was actually a reward mission that had already been conquered and was ready to be stationed in at any time!

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And it was a Tier 3 territory!!

Damn it!

Looking at the information on the intelligent computer, Carrie felt a chill run down her spine. She knew very well what the consequences would be if Blood Eyes knew about this information. That was that all her painstaking efforts would be in vain. She would no longer be able to get Blood Eyes to join her camp.

Moreover, a Tier 3 territory was not a simple reward mission. A Tier 3 territory was a territory on a prosperous planet in the Sixth World. The area would definitely not be small, and it must have specialties. This meant that Blood Eyes would obtain a stable source of wealth and a base. It was an irresistible temptation for any cosmic mercenary.

"Your plan is going to fail." Looking at Carrie's shocked and angry expression, Cowboy Number Five said softly.

He knew Carrie's plan and was also willing to see Carrie succeed. But it wasn't easy.

You must know that in terms of warrior recruitment, cosmic mercenaries were obviously more professional. Not only territory missions, but also complete training systems, a wide variety of ability potions, honors, ranks, promotion systems, and even combat compensation, logistical support, and bases all over the universe were not something that ordinary forces could provide. After all, cosmic mercenaries started out with these things, and their strength was much stronger than Carrie's Romick family.

The Romick family might be good in the Fifth World, but the cosmic mercenary organization was a cross-civilization behemoth. The two sides were not comparable at all.

"Don't expect Blood Eyes to become your family warrior anymore." Cowboy Number Five sighed and pointed to the intelligent computer. "If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you'll even lose the opportunity to cooperate. If you understand Blood Eyes' past, you'll find that he's not someone that your family can tie down."

"You mean?" Carrie bit her lip and asked, raising her head.

"He's a man who is focused on the path to becoming a strong person." A captivating light flashed in Cowboy Number Five's eyes. He said firmly, "No external restraints, pressures, or entanglements can stop his progress. You may be able to get a little help in his advancement, but it is impossible to tie him to your chariot!"

"If you don't want to become a stumbling block on his path, then the best way is not to make that request."

"But..." Carrie was a little anxious. If she didn't let Blood Eyes become her family warrior, what was she doing all this for?

"Haste makes waste." Cowboy Number Five interrupted her and then looked at her seriously.

"As the head of the Romick family, you should learn to use all available resources. Since exclusive possession is not possible, why not seek cooperation? At least, you can still offer the price of cooperation."

As he said that, Cowboy Number Five walked to the French window and looked at the magnificent sky outside. His voice was a little ethereal.

"Darling, I think cosmic mercenaries can come up with such small things as Tier 3 territories. It shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

"Of course." Carrie smiled smugly. Although the Romick family was not as good as the cosmic mercenaries, a Tier 3 territory was really nothing. Moreover, she had an advantage, that was that the cosmic mercenaries' rewards had to be in accordance with the rules, but she could decide with a word.

While the family Elder Council had not yet been formed, Carrie had already thought about the bargaining chip.

Just then, she heard Cowboy Number Five ask casually.

"By the way, what exactly is inside your Death Star?"