Evacuation

Everything has two sides. Just a moment ago, Zhang Xuezhou thought he had messed things up, but after Ren Anran explained, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the situation was acceptable.

This process inevitably involves a lot of travel for them, and there may be risks for Turkalando, but by helping them, they can gain a staunch ally who holds real power.

As long as Turkalando and others have enough authority in the Turk tribe, obtaining a Soul Jade won't be hindered at all, and even Zhang Xuezhou's request for materials from the alien insects will become simple.

"Corando is helpless against some people; it all depends on how she handles things!"

Turcolando is far from being the strongest of the Tur tribe, but with the right tactics, he can stand out from the crowd.

Ren Anran's low voice seemed casual, but it undoubtedly involved the life and death of many people.

The struggle for power is always fraught with life and death, and it is often arranged at opportune and clever times to make everything seem reasonable. Zhang Xuezhou and others cannot mobilize the Tuer people, but Tuer Kelando and Tuer Kalando have the corresponding qualifications and will eliminate the threat without anyone noticing.

As long as Turcorando seizes the initiative in killing the giant moth, he can accomplish all of this.

This would also be the reason why Ren Anran persuaded Turcolando to go to Qinmeng.

"If I'm even 50% sure, she'll definitely agree to it," Ren Anran said.

"I'm not good at this kind of thing," Zhang Xuezhou said. "You guys handle it!"

"It's rare to hear you say you're not used to something," Ren Anran said with a smile. "Learning these things is beneficial; it can help you avoid a lot of schemes from villains."

"That's also the principle of making a living!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, agreeing with Ren Anran's statement.

With the matter of An Ran temporarily settled, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He wouldn't say he particularly liked Turcalando, but he was at least a friend. Zhang Xuezhou felt it was unacceptable for him to be burned at the stake because of someone exploiting his religious beliefs.

On one side are the giant moths that use humans as incubators, and on the other side are internal problems that could turn against Turcalandor at any time. Zhang Xuezhou can only do his best to help.

After finishing his discussion with Ren Anran, he grinned and approached Turkalando and the others who were repairing the car.

"Without batting an eye, Xuezhou is actually quite adept at power struggles; he just doesn't realize that what he's doing falls under the category of power struggles!"

Ren Anran felt that Zhang Xuezhou's ability to form alliances was extremely strong, as he could easily arrange for the divine oracle to descend upon the wilderness, coordinate with Turkalando to contact Zhou Xin, and even potentially build a close alliance with Turkalando.

Whether it was unintentional or intentional, as long as the goal was achieved, that's enough.

"Perhaps his true talent lies in this; ultimately, we all show signs of performing!"

She murmured something to herself, and after taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, she put those things aside and then moved closer to them.

The bike itself isn't difficult to repair; the challenge lies in maintaining it with limited resources when spare parts are scarce. This mountain bike isn't meant to be comfortable to ride; just being able to move is enough.

Car repair is an essential skill for exploring the Qinmeng, while making effective use of all available resources is the mark of a master mechanic.

Zhang Manqian and Turkalando chatted for a long time, but their abilities clearly fell short of expectations.

Even after Zhang Xuezhou got involved, the situation remained unchanged.

Wang Li is good at car repair!

Zhang Xuezhou could only utter a resentful remark in the end.

Given enough time, Zhang Xuezhou was quite certain that he could master many skills, including car repair.

But understanding the theory is one thing, and actually using it is another. He can't fix a car just by memorizing a few repair books; it requires a lot of hands-on experience.

Zhang Xuezhou felt it was a loss that Wang Li wasn't included in the team for this trip.

"If Wang Li is included, we might not even be able to escape!"

Zhang Xuezhou complained sullenly, Ren Anran pursed her lips and joked, and then Turkalando pressed him for an answer, asking who Wang Li was.

When she learned that Wang Li was in charge of logistics and had joined Zhang Xuezhou's team by virtue of his car repair skills, she realized that the complementary abilities of the team were invaluable, and that it was not about focusing on who had the highest strength or who had special abilities.

An army marches on its stomach; seemingly insignificant car repair skills can sometimes be the lifeline of an entire team.

If the insect's body, Thurlandu, hadn't died at their hands, it might have given the giant moths a certain deterrent effect, as they would have been in a very passive position at night without vehicles.

"I applied for a flying vehicle from Chief Nortai; they should be here to pick us up in about an hour!"

Ultimately, it was Elder Turyongdor who resolved the issue. This elder was sometimes fanatical and sometimes muddled, but he managed to arrange things fairly well.

Upon hearing the elder mention that the entire Tuer tribe only had forty-five flying vehicles, three of which were lost in the Gobala Cave corridor, and that there were also aging and retired aircraft, the number of aircraft left that could be requisitioned was extremely limited.

"Your Scarlet Alliance State a complete industrial chain for aircraft; sell us a few more in the future," the Grand Elder grumbled. "Without enough aircraft, even tracking these demons will be difficult!"

"Our family runs a hospital. If you need injections, we can provide as many as you want. We can't handle anything else," Ren Anran said.

"An injection... an injection is fine too!"

The elder kept talking about the natural disaster that had befallen the Tuer people, and also mentioned the various kinds of suffering that might result.

After listening for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou finally realized that the old man was asking for donations of money and goods, and immediately launched an international appeal for assistance. No wonder Ren Anran had made a prior statement.

This topic was rather dull to discuss, but fortunately the aircraft arrived earlier than the time the Grand Elder had mentioned.

Amidst the faint rumbling sound, two bright spots appeared in the night sky, continuously emitting signals.

Once everyone used the headlights on their mountain bikes to provide light signals, the aircraft began its circling descent.

The rope ladder they were using to climb was dropped, and the group's ordeal of sleeping outdoors did not continue into the next day.

The aircraft wasn't large, but it could easily fit seven or eight people. The cabin was a bit cramped, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but recall the time he had squeezed into a bronze chariot with the Holy Mother of Wudang and Yishuo.

The fleeting thought in his mind had just crossed his mind when he saw a red light flashing in the distant night sky.

The red light was not strong, as if two fixed red signal lights were running out of power, and the light flickered.

Zhang Xuezhou was startled when he recalled the number of flying machines the Grand Elder had mentioned about the Tuer people.

"Let's go, let's go, it's been watching us!"

As the red light slowly approached in the air, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but urge it on quickly.