The main consciousness moved into Gustavo, who was inside the Imp puppet. He flapped his demonic wings and, with his main body transformed into a red spider, leisurely entered the hall of Silver Light.
As soon as he entered, he noticed a gaze that stood out from the crowd. Following the gaze, Gustavo's eyes flickered, and then a half-smile appeared on his face.
What a coincidence!
He never expected to encounter Arthur again in the Silver Light.
"Tsk, I should have said you were lucky or unlucky," Gustavo thought to himself, shaking his head and silently mourning for Arthur for half a second.
"They..." Arthur sat in his seat, feeling a sense of unease for some reason, and the image of the Black Spider Squad involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"Impossible. The Black Spider Squad has already died in the ruins along with Leader Raymon. Even the Ninth-Rank Transcendent couldn't get out, let alone a mere Tier Seven..." Arthur quickly dismissed the absurd idea that had crossed his mind.
Besides, the numbers don't add up.
The Black Spider Squad has four members, but there are only two here.
Moreover, it's a red spider, and its size doesn't match up.
That is to say, her temperament remains as dull and silly as ever, and she doesn't seem very smart at all.
However, there are many Transcendent spider-like creatures in nature that are not very intelligent, so there's nothing to be surprised about.
"Hmm, I must have been overthinking it." Arthur's mood gradually calmed down.
"Greetings to the two leaders, and greetings to all my brothers and sisters." Gustavo flapped his demonic wings, his attitude extremely humble. This behavior amazed the cadres in the hall; those with demonic bloodlines Transcendent and good-tempered were rare indeed.
"Very good, very good! With Keaton and his companions joining us, the strength of the Silver Light has increased once again." Aomaha stroked his long beard, revealing the hearty laughter characteristic of the dwarves.
Keaton is the new name Gustavo gave to the Imp puppet.
Next came the introductions. Gustavo, with his smooth personality, quickly became friends with many of the Silver Light's officers, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.
Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
bedroom.
Bang!
Aomaha angrily slammed his fist on the table in front of him, punching a dent in the hard alloy steel plate. Gone was the cheerful demeanor of ten days ago. He growled angrily, "What's going on? Why have strange things been happening so much these past few days? Everything's going wrong!"
His Elf Race wife, Vermila, standing beside him, also had her delicate brows furrowed.
Vermila is a nature-based Mage. These past few days, she has been conducting magical experiments as usual, but the experiments have consistently failed or yielded drastically different results due to various absurd reasons, interfering with her judgment.
Although it hasn't caused any major damage yet, it has undoubtedly affected my mood.
"Do you think we were ambushed by some curse caster?" As Mage, Vermila immediately thought of the methods used by her colleagues. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and a cold glint flashed in them.
Upon hearing this, Aomaha pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say, but... I have heard from other subordinates that Storm Claw suffered a similar situation a month ago, and their losses were much more severe than ours."
"Storm Claw? Isn't that the faction Arthur was with before? You mean..." Vermila's pretty face changed slightly, "Arthur was behind this?"
"It's quite possible. After all, he's only been here a short time, and all sorts of strange things have happened to our Silver Light, just like Storm Claw's previous behavior. He's a prime suspect."
Even if this wasn't Arthur's intention, it's definitely connected to him in some way; maybe this guy's gotten involved with something dirty..."
"Then what do we do? Or should we just kill him?" Vermila's face turned ruthless.
Although she was an Elf Race, this woman was anything but peace-loving; on the contrary, she was decisive and bloodthirsty.
It's worth mentioning that she and her husband, Aomaha, both defected from the Corte Alliance on Planet Oklo and eventually settled on Planet Pandora, where they founded the Silver Light.
His wife's words made Aomaha fall into deep thought. After a moment, he shook his head slightly. "This is too hasty. Although we have become a villainous force, we cannot disregard the rules. Arthur has not done anything wrong. Rushing to punish him will invite criticism from other senior officers, which will not be conducive to the unity and growth of Silver Light."
"Don't forget, we have people up there too," Aomaha said, pointing upwards.
Vermila's expression changed, and her voice softened, "Then what do you suggest we do?"
"For now, I think it's best to test the waters first," Aomaha said, pacing around the room with his hands behind his back.
How to test the waters?
"Temporarily transfer Arthur away and send him to inspect the Daklama Mine. That mine is over a hundred kilometers from the Jilong Highlands; even if he has something to hide, he can't reach there," Aomaha said, a smile playing on his lips. "If strange things continue to happen after Arthur leaves, then his suspicion can be largely ruled out."
"But, after he left, the strange things disappeared..." A cold glint appeared in Aomaha's eyes.
His wife, Vermila, finished his sentence, "Then kill him!"
Having devised a plan, the couple exchanged a smile, both feeling much better.
Vermila spoke again, "By the way, what pretext should we use to get Arthur to inspect the Daklama Mine?"
"Let him go with Keaton. Tell them it's to let them familiarize themselves with the Silver Light's assets; the Daklama Mine is just the first stop," Aomaha replied without hesitation, clearly having already prepared his answer.
"Okay, let's do it that way!"
After making their decision, the two quickly issued the order.
Completely bewildered upon receiving the order, Arthur set off with Gustavo.
After leaving the Silver Light, Gustavo looked back at the complex where he had only lived for ten days and shook his head with a sigh.
"Brother Jilong, what's going on...?" Arthur asked, puzzled.
"It's nothing, I just enjoy being around people, I'm just a little reluctant to leave," Gustavo said, glancing at Arthur with a rather strange look in his eyes.
"What are you looking at Jilong brothers? Is there something on my face?" Arthur frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with his new colleague's gaze.
That expression seemed to be... a sigh?
"Didn't see anything," Gustavo said, withdrawing his gaze and muttering to himself, "Lucky guy."
He was 90% certain that Silver Light was going to fail.
As he advanced to the Seventh-Tier Transcendent, both his life rank and soul strength increased significantly.
The Luck Deprivation talent received a super boost, and in just ten days, it almost completely devoured the Silver Light's fortune, raising its luck attribute to 32 points.
Despite the apparent damage Silver Light sustained, it was far less than the damage caused by Storm Claw.
In fact, Gustavo, who is familiar with the whims of Luck Deprivation, knew that this was a big move he was preparing.
"Could it be that a shooting star will suddenly fall from the sky and shatter the Silver Light?" This thought suddenly popped into Gustavo's mind. He had to admit, the possibility was quite high.
Silver Light is going to be bad.
At this critical juncture, however, he was sent out on a mission along with Arthur.
It must be said that the latter once again escaped disaster, which is why Gustavo looked at him strangely.
In fact, Gustavo was unaware that Aomaha had identified Arthur as the prime suspect.
Otherwise, his gaze would probably be even more interesting.
Arthur, who was standing to the side, looked at the Imp puppet who had fallen silent and said nothing more.
Three High-Rank Transcendent Lifeform traveled silently to the Daklama Mine, a hundred kilometers away.