Before he could even react, the Hellens had already launched another round of attack.

"This won't do, Mr. Morgan. They are heavily armed. If we fight back and use up our ammunition, we'll only end up as targets!"

Owen's subordinate hinted that they should retreat.

So, as indignant as Owen felt, he could only make the painful decision of retreating. "Fix the bombs! Blow whatever we can't take with us. Evacuate!"

Following Triune's retreat, the bombs detonated one after another, blowing up the ship.

Not so surprisingly, Stenson passed out as he watched his goods burn to dust with his own eyes. What have I done to deserve this?! Why am I always the unlucky one?!

"Cheers!"

The Griffiths, their friends, and partners were having a barbecue party in the backyard of Griffith Manor to celebrate the success of destroying Triune's new outpost yet again.

After the first round of cheers, Elise noticed that only Clement was on barbecue duty, cooking up food diligently while everyone else was drinking and relaxing.

With that, she nudged Alexander with her elbow. "Ask Clement to join us at the table. It's pretty bad that everyone's eating here while he's at the grill alone."

"Trust me. Compared to a bunch of rowdy humans, he is more than happy to interact with silent ingredients," comforted Alexander after taking a gander at Clement.

"Will he be able to find a girlfriend with that temperament?" she commented with shock.

"That's why he remains single till this day," remarked Alexander.

Elise grinned sheepishly at that. "As his boss, you should be held responsible for this."

Raymond was gushing at the top of his lungs. "And guess what? A dozen or so people from different fields were imprisoned in Owen's outpost. After we rescued them—well, to stay alive and to thank us

felt proud when his subordinate was gleeful. With that, he exulted to Elise, "We have to thank the Hellens

heard Alexander's words, he raised his cup. "To

who had just regained consciousness,

letting others fight each other out while you bag

corn, he snatched one that was ready without asking, eating the delicious delicacy away. "Mm,

taken aback, for he found Narissa glaring at him. "I haven't pissed

know if he should laugh or

After all, who'd think

yogurt accident, he even deliberately stayed away from the

thing. Who'd have thought… Alright, I apologize. I'm sorry." Zephyr had

people sure love to idle their day away, never offering to help out but are the first person to run to the food every time. I swear,

one skewer," Zephyr argued in frustration. "You don't have to make such a big deal out of it,

agitated as she caterwauled. "I'm warning you, this is the second time you've stolen my food. If there's ever a third time, it wouldn't be as simple as

all? This is what happens when

the little guy merely lowered his shoulder and stepped aside to bring some distance between him and the doctor. "Mr. Zephyr, today is already the

the tenth day?" Zephyr gasped. "Are you sure

hold out too much hope toward

idling his days away. As if anything will

you going to do if I actually succeed?" Zephyr deliberately

that you have something up your sleeves. What does it have anything to do with me?" she rebutted. I'm

scared, are you? You're worried you'll lose to me, am I right?" Zephyr shoved his hands into his

enough, this was the kind of bait the young woman would take. "Me? Scared of you? Fine, if you can provide Irvin with the ability to defeat Raymond, I'll be your servant for

through

mine!" Zephyr lost his cool instantly as he pointed at

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