Chapter 129: The Great Bamboozling Technique

"Sure. Who were that One-Eyed guy and the bald man just now? They put on quite the show." Yang Bo nodded, putting his things away. He was fairly familiar with this Tiger-faced King, or at least knew he wasn’t with the Alliance.

"Two Pirate Leaders. Their Warship got blown to pieces, and now they’re hiding here like dogs, waiting for a chance to leave." The Tiger-faced King answered honestly, as he wasn’t sure if Yang Bo’s question was a test.

The two arrived at an underground entrance and found a spacious spot. The Tiger-faced King ordered his subordinates to keep watch from a distance.

"Brother, tell me the truth. Where did you get this?" The Tiger-faced King pointed at the Energy Pillar container in Yang Bo’s hand.

"I robbed it, of course. But you shouldn’t concern yourself with the Energy Pillars, Your Majesty. You know how easy it is to fence those things," Yang Bo said calmly.

"You’ve got skills, brother. If you get your hands on more of these in the future, could you give me a heads-up?" The Tiger-faced King gave Yang Bo a thumbs up.

"Heh, you don’t think I came here just to trade, do you, Your Majesty?" Yang Bo chuckled, knowing full well that people like the Tiger-faced King were extremely cunning.

The Tiger-faced King looked shocked. "Brother, don’t tell me you’re..."

"Heh, do you think we are Mutants or humans, Your Majesty?" Yang Bo said with a profound tone.

The Tiger-faced King’s mind raced. The Main Energy Room of Base 16 had been breached. The Energy Pillar reserves inside were gone, though there were still some left in the reactor. For the past few days, the Tiger-faced King had been pondering what had happened to the group that went in ahead of him. It seemed someone from the Alliance had gotten in first. But they probably didn’t expect his men to forcefully break open the doors of the Main Energy Room, which forced that group to commandeer the Mechas? But that didn’t make sense either. Outsiders couldn’t control those Mechas. Or perhaps they had managed to smuggle the Mechas into the base beforehand? If so, this group possessed an unimaginable amount of Energy.

"The Ash Organization isn’t to be trifled with." The Tiger-faced King decided to probe for information.

"Heh, Your Majesty, what if our people have already infiltrated them?" Yang Bo chuckled, then turned and started walking away.

The Tiger-faced King shuddered. He wanted to call out to Yang Bo but didn’t know what to say. Right, had someone already infiltrated the organization? Were they already lying in ambush?

"If you want to cooperate, Your Majesty, you’d better be careful. Quite a few people in your Mutant Tribe actually work for others," Yang Bo added as he departed.

Why did Yang Bo leave? Nonsense! He had zero intel and no idea what the layout inside was like. What else was he supposed to do but leave? If he wanted the fish to take the bait, he needed at least some information first.

He didn’t recklessly use his Invisibility to waltz right through the front door. Yang Bo figured anyone daring enough to do business in a place like this wouldn’t be simple. He decided to scout the perimeter first to see if there were any vulnerabilities. After all, the base was built into a mountain. As for ventilation shafts or plumbing systems, he didn’t even bother thinking about them. With the current level of technology, everything was self-contained and recycled.

Yang Bo strolled around. In truth, he wasn’t the only one loitering. Several others were doing the same—all Mutants. It seemed he wasn’t the only one looking to fish in troubled waters. After making a full lap, he found absolutely nothing. This didn’t surprise him. If a place like this had any loopholes, the Mutants would have exploited them long ago.

"Guess I’ll just have to go in through the front door," Yang Bo muttered to himself.

"Brother, are you scoping out an escape route for after you make your move?" Just as Yang Bo was preparing to scout the main entrance, the Tiger-faced King sidled up to him.

Hearing this, Yang Bo maintained a stoic expression. "What do you mean by that, Your Majesty?"

"Heh, I had my men Tracking you. You wandering all over the place—you’re looking for a way out after you pull off the job, aren’t you? I’m familiar with this place. I was stationed here over a hundred years ago, and I’ve been dealing with the Ash Organization for years. No one knows the surrounding area better than I do," the Tiger-faced King chuckled.

Hearing this, Yang Bo thought, "Oh? So this guy was sent here by someone else too."

"Heh. It seems our intelligence was correct. Otherwise, did you think I would have approached you, Your Majesty?" Yang Bo gave an ambiguous reply.

"Brother, it looks like your intelligence isn’t very detailed. Although I was sent here, I stopped listening to the higher-ups a long time ago. They sent several groups after me, and I killed them all," the Tiger-faced King said with a laugh.

Yang Bo was incredibly curious about who had sent this guy. He then asked, "Your Majesty, don’t you think it might be better to bypass the Ash Organization entirely and deal directly with the Alliance?"

"Who exactly are you?" The Tiger-faced King’s expression changed drastically at those words.

"Why so tense, Your Majesty? Can’t Mutants have autonomy too? Even if it’s just a fraction of you. A portion of you could negotiate directly with the Alliance to secure supplies and whatnot, and wouldn’t the rest of them be at your mercy? Their goods would pass through your hands to trade with the Alliance. You wouldn’t have to lift a finger—you could just sit at home and rake in the profits." Yang Bo wasn’t afraid in the slightest. If this guy wanted to misunderstand him, he’d gladly let him.

The Tiger-faced King was utterly shocked, unable to read the background of the young man standing before him. But considering who the Tiger-faced King was, he immediately countered, "How do you expect us to believe you?"

"You will see." Leaving those words behind, Yang Bo walked away.

The Tiger-faced King felt an itch in his heart. He had been sent here by another country. But if he could genuinely negotiate with the Alliance and achieve autonomy? What a monumental concept! It meant they could establish cities and territories on the planet’s surface, expand massively, and even build commercial networks.

The Tiger-faced King wasn’t a native Mutant. He had studied a lot and was brimming with ideas—otherwise, he wouldn’t have pulled off so many wild stunts. It was just that he didn’t know Yang Bo’s background. But what if Yang Bo really was sent by the Alliance?

That shouldn’t be the case either. The Alliance Council had proposed sending troops to the Green Demon Star several times, but it was always vetoed. There were far too many families, institutions, and corporations involved. As long as there was no large-scale military deployment, the planet’s resources would remain under the control of these select factions. Once the Alliance officially took over, it would become a feast where everyone wanted a slice of the pie. Of course, deploying troops to this planet wasn’t exactly practical either, unless they were willing to disregard heavy casualties and environmental destruction.

While a burning curiosity gnawed at the Tiger-faced King’s heart, Yang Bo activated his Invisibility, preparing to scout the main entrance.

Yang Bo chose to trail behind the bald Pirate Leader’s group. The bald pirate and the One-Eyed Pirate had come out for a stroll, accompanied by about seven or eight followers.

The entrance was twelve meters high and five meters wide. Taking a closer look, Yang Bo knew a Ninth Generation Mecha could easily pass through. Once inside, the walls were pure Metal. It was unclear how thick they were or if there was any Defense Armor embedded within.

The corridor stretched thirty meters, leading into a spacious hall. Mounted above the hall were two Laser Cannon turrets. However, it looked like they were manually operated, though it was impossible to tell how many people were inside. The turrets were shielded by Defense Armor on the outside.

"No wonder no Mutants dare to cause trouble here." Yang Bo took one look and realized that these were actually Warship-grade Laser Cannons—a full size larger than the ones at Base 16.

The group took off their Helmets while still in the corridor. Clearly, there was some sort of identification system at work, or perhaps Superpower Users with enhanced memory evolution acting as human facial recognition systems.