บท 334: Planet Number Five, Neutron Star

The mysterious land, Planet Number Four.

Xu Jingming wore soft inner armor and cloth clothes. He carried his spear holster and looked at the bamboo forest in front of him.

Even if I'm the recipient of the Redmond Medal, the Black Moon civilization won't be afraid of me. Xu Jingming rejected the Black Moon civilization's olive branch, but he didn't feel relaxed. He still felt heavy pressure.

As long as their cooperation with Earth reaches the minimum level of fairness—even superficial fairness—the Redmond Group won't interfere. Xu Jingming understood this.

The Redmond Group gave a medal to employees who contributed to the Redmond Group or as a token of appreciation to their customers.

The Redmond Group would only help out if the medal recipient encountered a huge injustice! They usually didn't care about commercial disputes.