Qu Jianlei nodded. He felt that was indeed possible. "Did you bring a portable terminal?"
Sural really had brought a portable terminal. It was a Second Generation Vortex. Though it was not the top configuration, it was still worth tens of millions.
No wonder he had been targeted. He really gave off the air of an absurdly rich spendthrift.
Qu Jianlei made a pretense of fiddling with it before handing the terminal back.
"If anything happens, type it directly into the terminal. We may not respond in time, so try to stall for as long as you can."
Then he looked at Shui Xisheng. "If it's convenient for you then, help him out first. No problem?"
"That's a must," Young Master said, nodding repeatedly. "The two of us get along pretty well."
Without this incident, he really would not have been qualified to be friends with Sural.
After hesitating for a moment, Sural said, "By the way, First One, does your side still need magical artifacts?"
"Of course," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation. "The more, the better."
Shui Xisheng shot Sural a suspicious glance, wondering if this was someone coming to steal his business. Then Sural explained the situation and showed them a holographic image of the magical artifact.
Qu Jianlei blinked. Was this shifting from Investiture of the Gods to Journey to the West? Nutrient Solution looked at him and spoke with interest. "Divine Script Society... Heh, this is interesting."
She knew better than anyone how much First One disliked the Divine Script Society.
Old Lady Jia gave a light cough. "I've heard of this Galileo... His attainments in Divine Script aren't particularly high."
Qu Jianlei did not care much about the man's identity as a member of the Divine Script Society.
It was a massive force, and its