The methods of Celestial Craftsmanship are truly endless. By noon the next day, a squad of City Guards arrived directly.

The City Guards claimed to be hunting fugitives, leaving no room for refusal.

Fortunately, Bentley had identification as a Modified Warrior, so their attitude wasn't particularly harsh.

He even insisted on examining their credentials, and those without IDs weren't allowed into the courtyard at all.

However, Qu Jianlei couldn't hide even if he wanted to. The other side had military dogs and thermal imaging devices.

The key was to cooperate. If they didn't want to become fugitives again, they had to let the guards inspect.

Some arrangements in the courtyard were also seen by the City Guards, luckily many things were well hidden.

But even so, a bunch of assorted weapons was quite shocking to the City Guards.

The head of the City Guards remarked in amazement, "With so many weapons, are you two planning to start a war?"

"You're here to catch fugitives, why so many questions?" Bentley replied impatiently, "None of your business, stop asking!"

The head was momentarily speechless; the other was a Modified Warrior, after all.

He wasn't afraid of obstruction while on duty, but asking inappropriate questions and getting rebuffed was deserved.

Besides, he understood very well the legitimacy of this "duty," there was no way to act out.

"So many cables in the courtyard," another City Guard member spoke up, "What are you planning to do?"

"Aren't you guys here to catch fugitives?" Bentley's words grew sharper, "Or are you working as dogs for Celestial Craftsmanship?"

The conversation ended there. Although the City Guards were annoyed by their attitude, they couldn't fault the cooperation.

After the group left, people from Celestial Craftsmanship greeted them from afar, chatting with grins.

They made their stance very clear: we're the ones who brought them here. You hid well? Too bad!

Their intention was very clear: provoke Bentley and Qu Jianlei — at least disturb their mindset.

"Heh," Bentley chuckled indifferently, "Their perspective is still lacking, only capable of playing such petty tricks."

In fact, the people from Celestial Craftsmanship weren't as happy as they seemed.

Confirming Jian Lei was also in the courtyard was a significant gain, but... far from enough!

The loss of three drones last night was not just a financial loss; it reminded them of Jian Lei's high mechanical engineering skills.

They certainly considered that there might be various defense equipment installed in the courtyard.

However, it was very unfortunate that two Maintenance Masters disguised as City Guards weren't prepared with credentials and were directly denied entry.

And those actual City Guards, with no expertise in mechanical maintenance, couldn't make sense of the courtyard's arrangements.

They noticed the vehicle-mounted machine guns and even a machine cannon, but that was all they could see.

The other setups in the courtyard were truly baffling to them.

After chatting for a while, the City Guards were about to leave when someone inadvertently looked back and their expression changed immediately.

The head also turned upon seeing this, spotting "Terry" standing on the wall, pointing coldly at their group.

"Damn, you... really caused us trouble," the leader's face fell as he glared displeasedly at the people from Celestial Craftsmanship.

Although he was a leader, the intricate influence of Celestial Craftsmanship within the military made him hesitant to confront them.

But he couldn't help feeling resentful—he had been directly remembered by them!

The people from Celestial Craftsmanship were already a bit disappointed for not gathering intel on the courtyard's setups. Seeing his reaction, they grew even more impatient.

Fortunately, someone came forward to mediate, "Just a mere Modified Warrior... you won't see him in a couple of days."

Would they really take action? The leader glanced at them without asking further, turned around, and led his team away.

The City Guards were originally responsible for maintaining order, so there were things they really couldn't inquire about.

Bentley scared them a bit, then jumped down from the wall, smiling at Qu Jianlei, "Like no one knows how to disgust people."

Qu Jianlei looked up at the sky, "I estimate... the action will be tonight, right?"

The sky was overcast with dark clouds, clearly brooding over a storm.

Bentley nodded at this, "Rainy weather, perfect for killing and looting."

"The other side shouldn't pull anything else, right?" Qu Jianlei genuinely admired the tireless efforts of Celestial Craftsmanship.

"That's hard to say..." Bentley shook his head, "Some measures should be arranged before nightfall."

As evening approached, large raindrops finally began to fall, quickly becoming a dense downpour.

The rainwater in the Celestial District was relatively unpolluted, so the two immediately got busy, perfecting various arrangements.

After about two hours, all arrangements were finally completed.

Bentley began monitoring outside, while Qu Jianlei cooked a large pot of rice.

His cooking skills weren't great, but in the Wasteland, they were considered outstanding, more than sufficient to satisfy Bentley.

Once the meal was finished, the two began devouring it, consuming nearly a hundred pounds of food in just around twenty minutes.

Qu Jianlei patted his belly contentedly, "Old Ben, you know what? Three years ago, my dream was just to have a full meal."

"Who hasn't fallen on hard times?" Bentley's mind was elsewhere.

He watched the continuous rain outside, somewhat lost in thought, "What I'm most worried about is them using mecha firepower directly."

Stop setting up a FLAG, will you? Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes helplessly.

But he thought this speculation wasn't credible, "I always feel... they should be thinking of capturing me first, right?"

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