Qu Jianlei believed he could not let them keep going further and further down the wrong path.
That was why he had named a price. His original intent had not been to stop them from learning, but to raise the cost of learning.
But Big Head Butterfly was a little unhappy. "First One, while they're learning, you're learning too."
"Try to draw out a bit more knowledge. I'm just one step away from possessing an independent personality!"
Every last one of them was like a debt collector. Qu Jianlei was a little speechless too. When would days like these ever end?
But he still had to explain. "I've made arrangements for your matter. Don't be too anxious."
"Communicating with them about artifact spirit knowledge is naturally possible, but are you willing to become an existence like an artifact spirit?"
"There's another problem. If they really learn this whole system, it might generate a huge amount of causality."
If some Cultivation Cthulhu appeared, he would not even know whether to laugh or cry.
These were only interludes, but even the lofty True Venerables had begun learning how to operate warships, and the air of the team's impending separation was growing stronger and stronger.
By the time they had entered the Maiden Star Region for one year and two months, Qu Jianlei had even begun discussing the allocation of warships with them.
He had to leave with at least two Division Level Ships, one of which was still slightly damaged. As for Battalion-Class Ships, fewer would do—five was enough.
He felt that was already very little. However, Ke Lin was still dissatisfied, because he would only be able to receive three Division Level Ships.
Although there was one Legion-Class warship, that was for handling the greatest possible accident and could not be