I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 272: Chapter 263: Seduction and the Superman Potion

"Qin Tian, how did you do it?" Zhao Rui couldn’t help but ask.

"Well..."

Qin Tian smiled faintly, "Sorry, it’s not convenient to divulge too much. It’s related to my abilities."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui and the others’ expressions froze. Though their hearts were filled with questions, they did not press further.

They were not familiar with Qin Tian, and Qin Tian had no obligation to disclose every detail to them.

Moreover, there was an unwritten rule across various intelligence departments, including the Seventh Bureau, where superiors only concerned themselves with the results of tasks, not the specifics involving the abilities or secrets of intelligence personnel, except in special cases.

Everyone has their own secrets and cards to play; no one can guarantee that these secrets will not leak from higher departments.

If leaked, it could spell disaster for the intelligence personnel.

"Qin Tian, I definitely didn’t misjudge you."

A smile appeared on Yan Qing’s face, and the irritation and pressure he had been enduring finally vanished in this moment.

Qin Tian was still the Qin Tian who repeatedly surprised him.

He tackled such a tricky mission with ease.

With such a capable general, what more could one ask for!

"Next, use your discretion, stay safe, and keep in touch." Yan Qing said.

He trusted Qin Tian’s abilities. As long as the first step went smoothly, infiltrating the Hundred Hunt Star Thieves’ base ship should be relatively easy, allowing them to investigate the whereabouts of the missing scientist.

"Yes, sir!"

Qin Tian saluted and hung up the phone.

......

"You guys..."

Qin Tian turned around, looking at the Star Thieves he had just subdued.

The Poisonous Widow was a Tier Five, Two star Spiritualist with a Poison Bloodline, quite a notable figure in the Hundred Hunt Star Thieves, serving as a captain.

It was precisely because of the Poisonous Widow’s strength and cunning that she was entrusted with important tasks by the Bailie Hunt Mercenary Corps, like going out to procure supplies.

As for the other team members, according to the Poisonous Widow, they were not her confidants but rather drawn from other teams by the Hundred Hunt Star Thieves to supervise her and prevent fund misuse.

These people could only be considered her temporary subordinates.

Their strength ranged from Tier Two to Tier Three.

Feeling Qin Tian’s sharp and intimidating gaze, everyone lowered their heads, trembling inside.

Their master was an Imperial officer.

And we are all Star Thieves; what will he do with us?

"Everything will continue as usual."

Qin Tian’s expression was indifferent, his voice calm and without a ripple. He slowly swept his gaze over everyone present.

"Do what you are supposed to do. In front of others, I am still the slave in your eyes."

He paused, and his voice suddenly turned icy.

"Should anyone dare to slip up, or say even half a wrong word..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly clutched their heads and screamed miserably. Their seas of consciousness seemed to be pierced by thousands of ice spikes; the pain made those with weaker cultivation directly kneel on the ground, veins bulging on their foreheads, emitting heart-wrenching wails.

"I will show you what makes life worse than death."

The sharp pain vanished suddenly, but everyone present was drenched as if pulled from water, gasping for air, eyes filled with terror.

"Master, rest assured, we will follow your instructions."

The Poisonous Widow knelt on the ground, her voice trembling as she spoke.

The others quickly echoed, their fear of Qin Tian peaking.

Qin Tian’s gaze swept across each face. Honestly, other than the Poisonous Widow having some utility, the others were nothing but cannon fodder in his eyes. Not only were they heinous in action, but their strength was also nothing special. They are only useful for now; once things are over, they will need to be dealt with to avoid revealing his Soul Seal ability.

"Poisonous Widow stays, the rest can leave." Qin Tian ordered.

"Yes!"

The team members, as if pardoned, quickly bowed and left the room.

Now, the Poisonous Widow faced Qin Tian alone, the previous burning desire long gone, leaving only a heart trembling with fear.

"Your ability is poison; can you strengthen your abilities by absorbing toxins?" Qin Tian asked directly.

The Poisonous Widow quickly replied:

"I can, but I usually don’t casually try poison. If the toxicity is too high, I find it difficult to protect myself."

It seemed her Talent Level wasn’t high, at most Bronze Level.

Let’s test her first and see if she’s worth cultivating.

Qin Tian raised his hand, and a stream of purple liquid oozed from his fingertip, hovering in front of the Poisonous Widow.

"Swallow this and see if it can enhance your abilities. Rest assured, with me here, you won’t be harmed."

"Yes, master."

The Poisonous Widow unhesitatingly opened her mouth, letting the liquid trickle down her throat.

As soon as she swallowed the purple liquid, a searing pain arose in her throat, as if she had ingested molten lava. She let out a muffled groan, her legs buckling, causing her to kneel on the ground, hands clutching her neck, her knuckles turning white from the effort.

"Ugh... Ah!"

Her skin quickly broke out in eerie purple-black patterns, spreading like a web from her neck to her entire body. Her veins bulged beneath her skin as if countless poisonous insects crawled inside, gnawing at her flesh.

She curled up and rolled on the ground in agony, her nails digging deep into the floor, leaving sinister gouges.

Qin Tian watched coldly, his fingertip moving slightly, a wisp of Spiritual Power silently enveloped the Poisonous Widow, ensuring she wouldn’t die from excessive toxins.

Suddenly, the Poisonous Widow arched her back violently, letting out a piercing scream—her abdomen suddenly lit up with a ghostly green light, marking the location of the Poison Pill inside her body.