As the helicopter descended, Từ Thanh tore off the mask on his face while asking about the owner of the cruise ship. Laura mysteriously told him that he would know when the time came, adding that the owner of the cruise ship was an old acquaintance of his, and even an admirer of his. This bit of suspense left Xiao Xu completely confused, so he could only wait for the helicopter to land to see what kind of person this admirer was.

This ten-thousand-ton luxury cruise ship flew a five-color national flag—it was unclear which country's flag it was, but the cruise ship definitely deserved the four words "extremely luxurious". The luxurious ship Từ Thanh had ever seen was a casino ship on the high seas, but this cruise ship was even more luxurious than that. Just looking at the height above the waterline, it exceeded thirty meters, with more than ten decks, and a length of at least over two hundred meters. Only after the helicopter landed could one see the full picture of this behemoth.

After the helicopter stopped steadily, Từ Thanh saw a group of black soldiers in camouflage uniforms crowding around a black general wearing sunglasses as they walked up to welcome them. It turned out to be General Tra Khố Mộc. It seemed this cruise ship was his private property, no wonder Laura said they were old acquaintances.

Từ Thanh straightened his clothes slightly, opened the door, and jumped out of the cabin. General Tra Khố Mộc grinned and walked over quickly. The two stopped at the same time when they were less than a meter apart, staring at each other like that for about five seconds. The black general suddenly laughed out loud and opened his arms: "Từ, my magical little gambling king friend, it's really great to see you."

Từ Thanh smiled, spread his arms, and welcomed him. The two gave each other a big bear hug. General Tra Khố Mộc's arms were still as strong as ever, hugging him so tightly that his shoulders ached in waves.

"General Tra, your strength seems even greater than before!" Từ Thanh used fluent Zulu to praise him in a roundabout way. This black general's physique was indeed good; ordinary people might not be able to handle his enthusiasm, resulting at least in soft tissue contusion.

Tra Khố Mộc laughed heartily and let go of his hands, putting an arm around his shoulder like good brothers, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you came at a really coincidental time today. There is just a small gambling match on the ship, and helping me win the gambling match will have a huge surprise waiting for you."

Từ Thanh frowned and said: "General, I didn't come here to gamble. Besides, I haven't participated in a gambling match for a long time. If I lose, I'm afraid you'll lose face." To tell the truth, he really didn't want to participate in this kind of gambling match anymore, so he could only politely refuse.

General Tra Khố Mộc smiled, leaned his head closer, and lowered his voice to say: "Từ, from the moment I saw you get off the helicopter with Laura, I knew who the real controller behind the Mutant Alliance was. Please help me win the gambling match, how about I give you two small destroyers fully equipped with weapons?"

"What?" Từ Thanh raised an eyebrow. The conditions offered by the black general did indeed make him somewhat tempted. Two small destroyers were precisely what the Mutant Alliance was urgently lacking right now. Just a gambling match, as long as no one cheated, he wasn't afraid of anything no matter how it came.