Once something becomes a topic of discussion, it gains momentum.
The key is to suppress all unfavorable factors within controllable limits.
Prevention is better than cure.
That's what makes a qualified commander.
Lu Ding understood this perfectly.
It was like receiving a year-end bonus—you were entitled to it anyway, but if an urgent need for money arose beforehand,
A considerate boss could help out, given the special circumstances.
But you couldn't talk about it openly.
The current situation was somewhat similar—a bit special.
With the original 6,000 contribution points, reaching the ninth level of Si Ming would be easy for Lu Ding.
Now with these additional 4,000 points,
Advancing to Earth Observation would be a piece of cake.
It was like upgrading to a whole new version—trading a birdgun for artillery.
The best part? His realm still hadn't reached Heavenly Perception.
But his combat ability... heh heh...
[Lu Ding: The leader's words enlightened me. I still have shortcomings, and these 4,000 contribution points happen to be just what I need to address them.]
Qiu Fu laughed to himself as he paced around his room.
[Qiu Fu: Our Wu City warehouse just received a batch of new supplies that haven't been updated online yet. You can come take a look and see if anything can help address your shortcomings.]
Reading this message,
A smile crept onto Lu Ding's lips.
[Lu Ding: Understood, leader. I'll be there shortly.]
After their conversation ended,
Qiu Fu's contribution points were transferred over.
Lu Ding watched as his account balance surpassed 10,000!!!
Was simply indescribable.
Under the 749 Bureau's quality control, good stuff wasn't cheap, and cheap stuff wasn't good—so he might as well go for the most expensive items!!!
Aim straight for the 10,000-point mark.
Buy whatever was most expensive.
He had the means now.
Adjusting his clothes and swinging his stride, he turned the corner—off to Wu City's 749 Bureau!!!
Originally, Lu Ding had considered bringing Yan Feifan along, since he'd helped with recording earlier
And was writing the bombardment report for East Kang Island.
He definitely deserved some contribution points to spend too.
Those who helped prepare the feast deserved a seat at the table to enjoy the meat.
But just as they stepped out of the command room,
Deputy Director Ji, who'd been waiting, stopped them.
"What is it, Deputy Director Ji?"
With a serious expression, Deputy Director Ji said, "There was just a massive explosion at East Kang Island—the scale was terrifying. To prepare for potential emergencies, I want to readjust the defensive arrangements on Tai Island and would like your input. What do you think..."
Before he could finish,
Yan Feifan quickly stepped forward, reaching up with both hands to take the map and tablet from Deputy Director Ji.
"Let me handle this, let me. I know a bit about this—I scouted around here during the earlier battle."
Knowing the battlefield and environment was an assistant's duty.
Although Lu Ding hadn't told him about going to Wu City,
Judging by Lu Ding's demeanor earlier,
Yan Feifan could guess—
Big Bro Lu definitely had something important.
Non-combat matters were his time to shine.
A good assistant keeps the main DPS from running away.
Deputy Director Ji also recognized Yan Feifan's talent.
His desire to recruit Yan Feifan hadn't died yet, so he was happy to let him try.
"Sure, sure, that'd be a great help."
"No trouble at all, none at all. How could learning from you ever be trouble? If it were, I'd hope you'd trouble me every day."
That was smooth talking.
Deputy Director Ji's mouth stretched into a grin, teeth on full display.
With Yan Feifan taking initiative to handle things, Lu Ding could save time to go to Wu City.
Already in a good mood, Lu Ding gave Yan Feifan his full backing: "You two carry on. Call me if anything comes up."
Then he transferred some contribution points to Yan Feifan.
Lu Ding waved his phone: "Remember to spend it when you're done. I'm heading to Wu City first."
"Don't worry, Big Bro Lu. Go ahead—I'll contact you if anything happens."
Having a capable assistant was wonderful.
Lu Ding didn't have to worry about anything—just fight and dominate!!
He soared into the night and disappeared.
Yan Feifan withdrew his gaze and studied the map: "During the intense fighting earlier, I surveyed the nearby areas and took some photos."
Pulling out his phone,
He opened the photo gallery.
Comparing the photos to the map, he pointed: "Here—I cross-referenced it with our bureau's database. There seems to be a formation here."
Deputy Director Ji: "Huh? Really? I didn't notice, and no one reported it. Let me check."
Yan Feifan quickly stopped him: "No need, Deputy Director Ji. The volunteers probably dismantled it."
"In that case... we'll need to rebuild it. This spot has excellent coverage—setting up a formation here could affect many areas."
"No need to rebuild yet—adjusting it ourselves would be troublesome. Give me a moment—let me see if I can recall it."
Yan Feifan picked up the communicator.
It originally belonged to Lu Ding, but Lu Ding had given it to him.
Monitoring battlefield issues was an assistant's responsibility.
Once Lu Ding started fighting, his only focus was not harming allies while annihilating all enemies.
Now it came in handy.
While adjusting the channel, Yan Feifan uploaded the map he'd personally calibrated through the program authorized by Lu Ding.
"Good evening, everyone. This is Yan Feifan. At eastern Zone 022, there was previously a formation set up. We urgently need the original materials to restore it and reorganize the island's defenses. If any brothers or sisters picked up the materials, could you return them?"
"We'll record it officially and provide equivalent materials or contribution points later."
The name Yan Feifan was tied to Corpse-Shattering Taishui Lu Ding.
How many materials had the 'volunteers' present collected from what Grand Guardian Lu Ding had unleashed earlier?
They hadn't known the materials would still be needed.
More like rushing to return!!!
A swarm of unorthodox Qi Refiners surged toward Zone 022 of Tai Island.
After receiving updates, Yan Feifan went with Deputy Director Ji to inspect.
Seeing was believing—and shocking.
Not only were the original materials returned and reassembled,
Many unorthodox Qi Refiners even dug into their own pockets, offering materials they'd harvested from the battlefield.
It was a case of each showing their unique skills, setting up all sorts of bizarre, unorthodox formations and other contraptions.
The depth of the unorthodox factions was on full display again.
Formations were like weapons.
Orthodox practitioners followed principles—a sword strike would injure or kill, straightforward and upright.
The unorthodox didn't care about such niceties.
Their weapons attacked with poison-laced wind!
Even a scratch was poisonous!
The weapon itself was irrelevant—just a tool.
Orthodox fighters wielded swords, spears, axes, and halberds—cool and stylish.
Unorthodox fighters favored "Take Your Life 3000"—sinister and practical, if ugly.
Even if their weapons couldn't reach you, unscrewing the hilt to throw at you turned it into a grenade.