All Our Own People

By the time he reached the warehouse protected by several formations, the formations were heavily guarded, with several experts stationed inside the warehouse, awaiting trouble in full battle readiness.

Even someone at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm would not be able to break in easily.

Seeing No Thought arrive, the warehouse guards slightly lowered their heads in greeting.

No Thought walked to the entrance of the formation and said, "Open the formation and let me in."

"Commander No Thought, we have been ordered to guard this place. If you wish to enter, please present your token."

The captain of the guard spoke politely.

"I'm not taking anything. I'm only here to inspect the warehouse. Open the formation."

Already in an extremely foul mood, No Thought spoke sharply.

"Without a token, the formation will not be opened."

The captain's answer was equally simple and direct.

Seeing how firm the other party was, No Thought went to ask others for a token with a face as dark as thunder.

But after approaching several people in succession, they all firmly refused upon learning that he wanted a token to inspect the warehouse.

"Commander, it's not that we refuse to help, but the warehouse cannot be opened casually. There are so many items inside. If it is opened without orders and something goes missing, who will bear the responsibility?"

That was more or less how they all refused him.

Once the warehouse was opened without authorization, no matter what reason one had, if anything went missing, they would definitely be blamed.

Seeing how these people, who normally treated him with utmost respect and fear, were all so resolute, No Thought began to realize something. He understood that his current status alone was simply not enough to make them yield.

These people had