Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
Chapter 431 - 431 407 Mutation_3

431: Chapter 407: Mutation_3 431: Chapter 407: Mutation_3 Mo Baoke told blatant lies with his eyes wide open, claiming that 20,000 Star Coins was not expensive, which converted to the current Federation Coins, had already reached 200 million Federation Coins.

Xiao Wen did not respond to Mo Baoke’s words.

Seeing that Xiao Wen’s expression was not very good, Mo Baoke quickly realized it and said with a cheap smile, “Brother Xiao Wen, you wouldn’t be short on money, would you?

If that’s the case, just tell your brother, I can lend you the money.

I’m quite generous, don’t be shy.”

The more Mo Baoke spoke, the more proud he became.

He knew that back in the Star Ring World, their territories were next to each other and they had frequent conflicts throughout the years, with him usually ending up at a disadvantage.

In his eyes, this guy always carried an air of arrogance and disdain.

Now that he had such a great opportunity to squeeze the other party, how could he possibly pass it up?

Standing by, Chen Shan’s expression also wasn’t very good.

This was clearly picking a fight, wasn’t it?

Knowing full well they didn’t have much money and yet still talking like this.

After all, these guys were digging gold mines and lining their own pockets all day long, naturally, their hands were quite rich.

On the other hand, Su Mo began to ponder.

This Second Generation Mecha could handle most dangers in a standard mission.

Its importance went without saying, especially now that the budget was so tight.

Even if they were allocated some later, it probably wouldn’t be much, and one more unit was an additional battle strength.

Now is not a game; it’s not like failing a mission and that’s the end.

People could die; there’s no medicine for regret.

Losing some face was nothing, and the reason Mo Baoke was so generous was clearly because he was counting on Xiao Wen’s personality, betting for sure he wouldn’t accept.

In that case, just do the opposite.

Enjoy the money that’s up for grabs; once this chance is gone, it won’t come again.

Just as Xiao Wen was about to politely decline, Su Mo suddenly interrupted Xiao Wen’s words.

“Great, then on behalf of Commander Xiao Wen, I thank you very much.

Please make the payment.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Baoke and the others’ smiles instantly froze on their faces, including Xiao Wen and Chen Shan, who were also stunned.

Xiao Wen and Chen Shan looked at Su Mo in disbelief.

Su Mo hinted at them with his eyes that they might as well agree; losing some face was nothing, and this was a genuine Mecha after all.

Although Xiao Wen and Chen Shan were very uncomfortable with it, they remained silent, which was taken as an agreement to Su Mo’s words.

Then it was Mo Baoke and his people’s turn to become unsettled.

Mo Baoke forced out an ugly smile and said, “I would love to, but Commander Xiao Wen doesn’t seem to want it very much.”

Su Mo replied very calmly and confidently, “Our esteemed Commander Xiao Wen won’t mind, and our legion just happens to be short of Mechas.

With Mr.

Mo Baoke being so eager to help, how could we refuse your kindness, right?”

Xiao Wen took a deep breath and replied painfully against his will.

“Su Mo is right, thank you.

Then I’ll take it without courtesy.”

Mo Baoke turned green; 20,000 Star Coins!

Su Mo, looking at Mo Baoke’s extremely entertaining expression, calmly taunted, “Mr.

Mo Baoke, please make the payment.

With your status, you wouldn’t go back on your word, right?”

“Nonsense, how could I possibly go back on my word?

I’ll pay.”

Mo Baoke awkwardly pulled out his card from his pocket.

Su Mo was quick and immediately reached out to grab the card, speaking to the vendor.

“Swipe the card!”

He was afraid Mo Baoke might suddenly change his mind.

The pretty female vendor took the card, wiped off the money, and then reached into her pocket to hand a pickup slip to Su Mo.

“You can follow the information on the pickup slip to go to Z281 Miscellaneous Storage and retrieve the Mecha stored inside.”

“Alright!”

Su Mo took it over, without the slightest embarrassment.

Mo Baoke watched the money being paid and nearly fainted from the shock.

“Thanks, Mr.

Mo Baoke.

Here is your card, please keep it safe,” Su Mo said indifferently, hardly showing much gratitude.

Mo Baoke’s face was even more contorted than a pickled pig’s trotter as he instinctively tried to grab the pickup slip from Su Mo’s hand.

Unfortunately, Su Mo turned and handed the pickup slip to Xiao Wen.

“Commander Xiao Wen, here is the pickup slip for you to keep,” Su Mo said.

Xiao Wen and Chen Shan both looked as if they were struggling to hold back laughter.

“Alright,” Xiao Wen said, without any hesitation, taking the pickup slip.

Mo Baoke’s eyes were glued to the pickup slip, his eyeballs nearly popping out; he was like a mute who had swallowed bitter herbs and could not speak of his suffering.

“So, Mr.

Mo Baoke, when can you lend us some more money?” Mo Baoke asked.

“Mr.

Mo Baoke, you make it sound as if we’re the kind of people who would skip out on debts.

But as you know, we really don’t have any money right now.

How about you wait a while longer, till we do have some money to repay you, years from now?

I know you for sure won’t mind this little money, right?” Su Mo asked.

“Years from now!” Mo Baoke’s face nearly crumbled.

“Is there a problem?” Su Mo asked in return.

“No,” Mo Baoke responded, although he was in pain.

In this day and age, lending money made you lord; if he angered these fellows and they refused to repay later, it would be trouble.

“Mr.

Mo Baoke, we still have our eyes on quite a few things.

How about you advance us a bit more?

We’d really be eternally grateful,” Su Mo inquired, smoothly.

Mo Baoke, like a cat that had its tail stepped on, bristled all over.

Advance my ass.

“Actually, I just remembered I have something to do, I have to go,” Mo Baoke said as he quickly scuttled away with his men, panicking lest he say something else wrong.

“Take care!

Ha-ha!” Chen Shan couldn’t help but laugh out loud as he watched Mo Baoke’s pathetic retreat.

Xiao Wen placed his hand on Su Mo’s shoulder with some emotion and said, “I don’t know how to thank you.”