The transport craft was fast. A little over two hours later, the members of Groups A and C landed on the outskirts of a large city.
After storing the transport craft in the Space Bracelet, a high-capacity spatial storage device, they briefly acclimated to the environment of this plane.
What were they supposed to do next?
Blend in with the locals, learn the native language, and understand their customs and culture.
There was also one particularly important task: making money... Without money, nothing could be done. No matter who you were or what you wanted to do, you basically had to spend money. Without it, you would be unable to take a single step.
Captain Quake assigned the tasks. Group A would learn about the local language and culture, while C Group would earn enough money to cover their expenses.
As for how to make money, a discussion broke out within C Group.
"How about... we find some corrupt fat cats and steal from them? That would be the fastest way to make money! I've seen people from C Group do it before. It's very simple, and those fat cats got all their money through corruption anyway," Tang Ting said, feeling no burden whatsoever as he spoke.
"No, absolutely not! We can't do something like that!"
Dodd Jones, with his good-natured temperament, repeatedly shook his head. "Theft is shameful. Where I come from, your hands would be chopped off for it. We cannot steal. We must earn money legally."
"Here we go again?"
Tang Ting slapped his forehead and said helplessly, "Old man, what are we? We stand high above all others, at the pinnacle of the world! Why should we follow any rules? Besides, the fat cats' wealth was stolen from the poor in the first place. It's stealing