But considering that Jian Lei is at least a Modified Warrior, and hasn't dealt with those people himself, should I intervene?

Qu Jianlei thought about it and then chuckled indifferently, "Forget it."

He was quite annoyed in his heart, but after Landes showed his credentials, the matter seemed to have passed.

Those security guards should be from around here, as the old saying goes, it's not the thief you fear, but the thief who keeps you in mind.

At the end of the day, there are too many valuable things in the house, even though he's used to being a homebody, it's not like he can never go out, right?

Yet he also decided that he should buy a few books on related laws and regulations to read, so as to know how to handle matters when they arise.

That's what he thought, but reality proved he was being somewhat optimistic.

After the three security guards walked some distance, they noticed the tenant was still following them, so they spoke with a scowl.

"This matter can't be handled... That guy knows people in the Inspection Bureau."

The tenant had already paid them to intervene, so upon hearing this, he felt a bit unwilling.

"But he's just a Mecha Warrior... If you can lower the rent, I can add more to it."

"What do you know?" The security guard who had just acted out spoke impatiently.

"Many Mecha Warriors have bad tempers, especially those in the Inspection Bureau."

They weren't particularly afraid of Landes, but if they angered him and an Ultimate Warrior was called upon, it would be trouble.

Upon hearing this, the tenant realized renewing the lease was hopeless and left grudgingly.

Having spent quite some money in vain, he left a parting comment, "You guys really didn't handle this well."

The most hot-tempered one glared in response and was about to chase after him, but another held him back.

"Leave it, that guy is not easy to mess with... He spent money, we benefited, can't he complain a bit?"

This made sense after some thought, but then he maliciously turned his gaze to the small courtyard.

"Are you willing to just let this guy off like this?"

All three knew that anyone who could afford such a courtyard probably wasn't short on money.

But so what? Anyone new to Central City typically has very few connections.

Security guards are responsible for the city's security management, but not taking advantage of a fat sheep, wouldn't that be foolish?

At the same time, Qu Jianlei was chatting with the B-level Maintenance Master named Du Lide.

He's somewhat introverted, but not unwilling to communicate with others.

Especially when the other is talking about topics he's interested in and is his fan—a bit of vanity can't be blamed?

They had a lively chat, but Landes found it a bit boring and took the opportunity to excuse himself.

Du Lide is a traditional tech talent; it's hard to say how high his moral standards are, but he truly loves to talk about technology.

During his chat with Qu Jianlei, they talked until dusk, engaging in several arguments and even firmly rebutting each other.

In short, both of them gained quite a bit from the conversation.

He certainly learned a lot about open-minded thinking from Qu Jianlei, but Qu Jianlei also heard many useful knowledge points.

His biggest issue was that his learning about Wasteland mechanical design was not systematic enough.

The knowledge he picked up piecemeal can't be considered fragmented, but is indeed not comprehensive.

This is the gap between being self-taught and formally trained, and Du Lide didn't mind telling him how to analyze things more thoroughly.

During the conversation, Qu Jianlei could sense that the other possessed some advanced knowledge which he still held back.

He wasn't surprised by this and could understand—why would a stranger share their deepest knowledge with him?

Just sharing some fundamental knowledge was already a great help; one doesn't need to be overly greedy.

As mealtime approached, Du Lide, still enthusiastic about conversation, insisted on inviting Qu Jianlei to dinner.

About five or six hundred meters away from the courtyard, there was a fairly upscale restaurant with good taste.

Their conversation at the restaurant lasted over two hours, only ending when they were satisfied.

Du Lide enjoys drinking, but he didn't drink much; after all, working as a Maintenance Master requires regular control of alcohol consumption.

In the end, he patted his chest and promised to get a few systematic mechanical books later to help Qu Jianlei grasp knowledge more comprehensively.

After the meal, Qu Jianlei insisted on paying the bill for his own reasons, "I ate much more than you."

Everything in this restaurant was made from basic ingredients, barely enough to fill him up, and he kept eating during the conversation.

Du Lide wasn't surprised by this; Modified Warriors eating a lot is quite normal, isn't it?

Besides, the bill of twenty or so silver coins made him abandon the idea of fighting over the bill.

The two went their separate ways, with Qu Jianlei slowly walking back to the courtyard.

At the courtyard entrance, he unexpectedly found two unscrupulous-looking fellows chatting not far away.

(First update, Master He Meng "Flat Place 111")——————

Qu Jianlei never liked initiating trouble, a habit fostered on Blue Star.

He has no choice; with Asperger's Syndrome, keeping distance from the outside world is the best option.

He couldn't care less about those unscrupulous-looking fellows and didn't bother to glance at them.

He installed traps at both the entrance and inside the courtyard, and anyone trying to sneak in without his knowledge is truly wishful thinking.

Once he entered, the two unscrupulous figures exchanged glances, one smacking his lips, "Judging by the outfit... he's loaded."

"This kind of big fish isn't easy to encounter," the other murmured softly, "strike hard, and don't give him time to spend money finding connections."

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