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After laying everything on the table, Chu Fei could no longer control the pace of events.

All he could do was silently thank Wei Qingyu for her words.

Next, it was time to gamble with their lives!

But he could not simply do nothing. He still needed to make the necessary preparations. He loaded his Portable Space with a batch of pure nitrogen anion salt bombs. If necessary, the bombs would clear the way.

After all, this was a technological apocalypse. One had to think scientifically.

He also prepared the Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle. Used properly, it could threaten even experts at 14.0.

The Star Battle Suit... it was barely usable. His lowest-grade Star Battle Suit could only be called better than nothing.

Poison... for the time being, the only thing effective against experts was Spring Rain Incense. But it was troublesome. The target had to sit still, lower their defenses, and inhale it voluntarily. Even then, it would take at least three to five minutes for the drug to spread throughout the body.

Spring Rain Incense was useless in intense combat. So there was no need to prepare it.

He could, however, prepare some medicine for himself, as well as some for Wei Qingyu and the others. It might come in handy.

As for Wu Yong... that would depend on fate. If they failed this time, Wu Yong would be dead too.

So this so-called gamble with their lives was not merely Chu Fei gambling with his own. Wu Yong's life was on the line as well.

Chu Fei thought through the night. The next morning, Pang Juan came again. When they met, Chu Fei smiled. "Good morning, Miss Pang. When are we leaving? This year or next year?"

Pang Juan looked at Chu Fei and calmly asked, "My grandfather