This Game Is Too Realistic

The outskirts of Dawn City.

At the airport not far from the First Corps station, a killer whale transport plane dragged a light blue plasma plume and slowly landed on the tarmac.

Yi Chuan, who had just finished the meeting, was standing outside the tarmac. He looked at Minister Wu Chang who was coming out of the cabin and greeted him. He extended his hand with a warm smile on his face.

"Welcome! Minister Wu!"

"Haha, Xiao Yi, long time no see!" While holding Yi Chuan's hand, he patted his shoulder. Wu Chang'er looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.

Compared with the stupid young man who went there, this kid has indeed grown up a lot.

Just as he expected, this is a more training place than he imagined.

Putting his left hand on his shoulder, Wu Changqi then let go of his hand and introduced the people behind him to him.

"...I would like to introduce to you that these are the employees assigned to Shuguang City by the General Management Department. They are mainly responsible for assisting you in your work on slime mold-related agendas. This is Qin Juncai. According to the resolution of the council, in the future, He serves as the company’s representative in the slime mold research community.”

The young man named Qin Juncai smiled cautiously, looked at Yi Chuan with reverence, and reached out his hand to shake him enthusiastically.

"I have admired you for a long time! Mr. Yichuan, I have been your fan since I was in Ideal City! I was so excited when I heard that I could work with you!"

In the confrontation between the Enterprise and the Legion, they successfully forced the arrogant barbarians to return to the negotiating table and thwarted the Legion's expedition to the eastern part of Middle-earth.

Among them, the most outstanding performance is undoubtedly the company's general management department, especially the representatives of each subsidiary assigned to the alliance by the general management department.

Not only did they successfully force the Legion to retreat from the Falcon Kingdom at the minimum cost, but they also consolidated the friendship between the company and the various survivor forces in the eastern part of Middle-Continent.

Especially the friendship with the Alliance.

For example, not only the Yunjian Tao Province, but also the River Valley Tao Province in the middle of Central Continent also has the hope of ending the Wasteland Era.

Being praised so enthusiastically, Yi Chuan smiled sheepishly and said politely.

"Mr. Qin's words are serious! I don't dare to deserve such an honor. I have also benefited from the glory of the pioneers of the Pioneer."

Qin Juncai held his hand vigorously, shook it, and said with a smile.

"What I said is not an exaggeration at all. This is not only what I say from the bottom of my heart! It is also the view of many people! I hope you can give me more advice on future work."

Yi Chuan said with a slight smile.

"must!"

The study of the slime mold research community charter has entered the final stage.

The staff who arrived at Shuguang City with Minister Wu Chang this time are all employees of the Future Enterprise Office in the "Adhesion Community". That young man Qin Juncai is the representative of the enterprise in the Adhesion Community.

In terms of rank, he is one level lower than Yi Chuan, who is the corporate ambassador to the alliance, but both of them are directly responsible to the council.

The main purpose of Wu Chang's visit this time is to conduct a foreign affairs visit to the alliance on behalf of the company, and it also means to make arrangements for the next phase of the company's embassy in the alliance.

The group of people exchanged pleasantries and left the vicinity of the tarmac.

Yichuan arranged a vehicle pick-up for a group of people, but Wu Chang suddenly proposed on a whim that he wanted to travel here.

So a group of people walked towards Shuguangcheng North Street, planning to have dinner there before returning to Embassy Street.

While he was on the road, Wu Changji kept looking at the streets here and comparing them with the pictures in his memory.

Yi Chuan secretly observed Minister Wu's expression.

Although he didn't see too many expression changes on the boss's face, it was still easy to feel the surprise and shock in the micro-expression.

Xianyi, the changes here seriously surprised him.

Just as Yi Chuan was thinking about it, Wu Chang suddenly smiled and said.

"How's it going in Dawn City these days?"

After coming to his senses from his thoughts, Yi Chuan hurriedly smiled and said.

"It was quite lively!"

"which aspect?"

"In every aspect!" Seeing Minister Wu's interested expression, Yi Chuan smiled and continued, "For us, the flight from Ideal City to Shuguang City used to be once every two days, but now it has increased to There are two trips a day. Not only the communication between us and them has increased, but also foreign missions have been sent here from all the survivor settlements.”

Wu Changyi nodded in approval.

"It is a good thing that all settlements pay attention to the problem of slime mold. I am afraid that the settlements in this generation will completely forget how the Wasteland Era came about."

Yi Chuan's heart moved slightly and he looked at him and asked.

"Then... what the council means is that it agrees to the legion joining the Sticky Community?"

Wu Changyu said with a faint smile.

"Since we can shake hands with the academy, we have no reason to exclude the legion. Besides, none of the alliances that have directly fought against the legion have any objections. It would be too stingy for us to object."

There was a hint of joy in Yi Chuan's smile.

If the council's opinion is this, then the subsequent negotiations will be much smoother!

After a pause, Wu Changhu continued.

"By the way, what about the Great Rift Valley? Are they taking any action?"

Hearing Minister Wu suddenly mention this unexpected name, Yi Chuan was slightly stunned, then continued after a moment of hesitation.

"The Great Rift Valley has not taken any action, but according to our information... they have authorized the Bugla Free State to conduct a foreign affairs visit to the alliance, and the purpose is precisely for the mutant slime mold research community."

Wu Changyu thought for a few seconds and nodded slowly.

"Well...this is in line with the council's expectations."

Yi Chuan asked with a slight frown.

"I actually don't know much about the Great Rift Valley...what are they thinking?"

Wu Changyu smiled lightly.

"What's so hard to understand about this? The old man who managed the Great Rift Valley once made a serious mistake, so much so that he is still brooding about that matter, fearing that if he controls too much, the disaster will happen again... So you It can be found that not only is he extremely conservative in his discipline in Bugla, but he is also extremely conservative in all matters in the wasteland."

Although the survivors of Bugla certainly have different opinions on this, in Wu Chang's opinion, there is no doubt that this is the case.

No settlement in Yunjian Ting Province dared to stab the enterprise in the back while the war between the enterprise and the legion was in full swing, but Bugra made a fortune by relying on the war between the Great Rift Valley and the legion's eastward expansion faction, and even set off a war that affected the whole country. Provincial man-made disaster.

If that old guy had intervened more thoroughly in time, the situation in Luoxia Province would have been far from reaching the level it was in.

But then again, here he comes.

If it hadn't been for that war and the Bone Chewing Rebellion, the survivors of the River Valley Province wouldn't have been able to unite together so smoothly.

Yi Chuan's expression still showed incomprehensible confusion.

"But after so much time... it's time for them to come out."

"It has indeed been a long time for us. It was several generations. But for that old guy, there is no difference between what happened a moment ago and what happened yesterday. His intuition about time has been blunted. Don't worry about him..." Wu Chang thought for a moment and said, "Let's get down to business, we have to bring in the Bugla Free State."

Yi Chuan looked at him doubtfully and asked.

"Why?"

Wu Changyu said softly.

"Without the participation of the Great Rift Valley, a lot of work cannot be carried out. There are still many settlements of survivors in the wasteland that are doing the same thing, especially those settlements that have directly or indirectly received help from the War Construction Committee. The Great Rift Valley will directly It's not realistic to bring Rift Valley in, but Li's son can bring them into the group indirectly. "

And——

With the force of the legion's eastward expansion, the current Free State is no longer within the legion's sphere of influence.

In the opinion of the Council, those who wavered were worth winning over.

"But... what if their son causes trouble?"

Faced with Yi Chuan's hesitant expression, Wu Changyu smiled lightly.

"Those guys can't make any waves, and it's not difficult to bribe them. But the key to the problem is what our friends in the alliance think. You can test Chu Guang and see what his opinion is. The Council would like to give Bugla an opportunity to join the slime mold research community as a secondary member, or cooperative membership is also acceptable.”

Yi Chuan carefully wrote down his instructions, nodded and said.

"䜭侾."

A man was passing by on a street when he suddenly saw a large circle of people gathered not far away.

Wu Changyu stopped subconsciously and looked over there out of curiosity. Others also stopped.

"That is?"

Yi Chuan glanced over there and quickly answered.

"It seems to be a Wilant camp."

"Oh..." Wu Changyu nodded, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out they are those barbarians."

Qin Jun, who was following the two of them, took two steps forward, took a look and frowned.

"They seemed to have had a conflict with the locals."

Yi Chuan looked at Wu Chang and asked for instructions.

"Do you need me to inquire?"

Just as Wu Chang was about to nod, his eyes suddenly fell on the group of people coming around the corner, and the smile on his lips suddenly showed a trace of amusement.

"No."

"Let's just take a look here."

…

The time came to half an hour ago.

Standing at the door of the Triumph City Mission Camp, Lisa looked anxiously in the direction of the camp, wanting to find someone to ask, but she was too nervous to get close.

At this moment, a voice with a hint of surprise suddenly came from the side.

"Lisa?!"

The voice sounded familiar, and Lisa immediately looked aside, only to see a girl wearing a linen skirt holding a laundry basket in her hands looking at her with wide eyes.

The light brown hair is exactly the same as hers, but he is taller than her and has a few scars on the tip of his nose.

"Emil!"

Reciting the familiar yet unfamiliar name silently, Lisa happily trotted forward and held her equally excited hands.

Both of them were servants born in Triumph City, and had received training in washing, cooking, and serving tea at the same servant school. They had always had a good relationship.

Later, she was selected to board the Heart of Steel and followed General McClun to the distant east. Before leaving, Emil also gave her a handkerchief. Later, she sewed the handkerchief on her clothes and still kept it to this day.

Lisa had almost forgotten what happened in the past, but she never expected that she would reunite with her friends in a foreign country tens of thousands of kilometers away from Triumph City.

Not only was her eyes filled with surprise, Emil, who was holding her little hand, also exclaimed in disbelief.

"Great! You're fine! I heard that you were captured by the deserters from the Valley Province. They... they didn't do anything bad to you, did they?"

The slaves in Triumph City are protected by the laws of His Majesty the Marshal. Although they don't have human rights and freedom, their lives are not too bad.

Compared with the slavery system that most of the survivors' settlements in the wasteland tacitly allow, it is more like a "lifetime employment" system with wasteland characteristics.

This is the case in Triumph City, but it is another matter in the wasteland.

In particular, the Triumph newspaper would frequently exaggerate the cruelty of the abandoned immigrants in its reports, and even confuse this word with plunderers, in order to increase the legitimacy of the military nobles in expanding the territory of the military corps. Therefore, after reading a few newspapers, Emil almost firmly believed that her good friend had been tortured to death by those abandoned immigrants...

"No... In fact, they were quite good to me," Lisa said in a low voice with a red face, "They not only taught me to read, but also introduced me to a job and paid me... I bought some new clothes at the celebration before."

Emile looked at Lisa in surprise.

䛈　When her eyes fell on Lisa's greasy apron, which she hadn't changed yet, her expression suddenly changed to that of a fool who had taken the wrong medicine.

After a few minutes, Emil gently touched Lisa's head and whispered with pity.

"My poor Lisa, what kind of drug did they give you..."

Lisa smiled weakly, not knowing how to explain it.

At this moment, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a person passing by the camp gate, so she subconsciously tiptoed to take a look.

Noticing her action, Emil blinked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

"That..." Lisa's heart moved slightly, and she looked at her and whispered, "Can you help me find someone?"

Emile: "Who?"

"Please," Lisa continued with a blushing face, "His name... Pangolin."

Hearing this name, Emil was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.

"Mr. Pangolin? Wait, do you know him?"

Lisa blushed and whispered.

"...When I was in Luoye Ridge, I served him in his daily life, and then the war ended...I didn't have any news about him."

Although the so-called service was just to help wash a few clothes, Emil didn't seem to have misunderstood the meaning, with a little ambiguity in his eyes, and at the same time a little envy.

"You have served Lord Pangolin." Lisa whispered. "...What's wrong?" Emil looked towards the camp, his eyes filled with longing and yearning, muttering like a dream. "Nothing, but that Lord is incredible. Strong, handsome, and promising. He became a centurion at the age of less than 30, and he was a foreigner, but he became a genuine two-star centurion by military merit! In Triumph City, I don't know how many people regard him as a role model... Marshal, I wish I could be that Lord's maid." Lisa's eyes were filled with confusion. There was both surprise and disappointment, but more of it was confusion and at a loss. It was not until this moment that she realized the huge gap between their identities. Not to mention that the adult might not know me, I just washed a few clothes for him, even if something really happened, he probably has no reason to keep his eyes on me.

But...

If it's just a thank you in person, it shouldn't have anything to do with this, right?

Originally, I just wanted to say thank you in person, thank him for saving me from that hell, and I didn't expect... that kind of thing.

Lisa bit her lips lightly, and for some reason her heart was as messy as a ball of wool.

Without noticing Lisa's expression, Emil suddenly grabbed her little hand and talked to her excitedly.

"I didn't expect you to know that gentleman! That's great. Um... can you do me a favor?"

"Huh?"

Thinking she had misheard, Lisa was stunned and looked at Emil, who was begging her for help, in confusion.

Emile looked at his friend with embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Pangolin is different from other lords. He is very friendly to slaves and followers, even outside the Triumph City. He is not like other people who always take action... Ah, of course, I am not saying bad things about other lords, but it would be nice if I could become his exclusive servant. Let me be frank, I want that lord to buy me, can you help me?"

Lisa stared blankly at her friend who looked at her pleadingly, and her mouth opened involuntarily.

"Ah?! But, but...he...but..."

Looking at Lisa who was hesitant and unable to speak, Emil lowered his voice and continued to plead in a hurry.

"Please, Lisa, for the sake of our friendship, please help me! I'll tell you in secret that he is actually in that camp! I will find a way to let him meet you." Lisa looked at Emil in surprise. "He is here!?" As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Emil! What are you doing! I asked you to wash your clothes. Have you finished washing your clothes?"

It was the voice of an old woman.

Hearing that voice, Emil suddenly felt like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on, and was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps away from Lisa.

"I-I've washed it! I'm about to take it back and dry it!"

Just outside the entrance of the camp, an old woman wearing a long black skirt walked towards this side angrily and yelled at the same time.

"Then what are you waiting for? Waiting for mushrooms to grow on it?"

Her face was wrinkled and knitted harshly.

Judging from the shape of her face, she should have been a beauty when she was young, but now her expression makes it impossible to associate it with the word beauty.

The sharp gaze was exactly the same as that of Officer Willante, which made Emil afraid to take a breath. She faced the old woman and bowed respectfully.

"...No, Lord Cistir, please forgive my clumsiness."

Although Lord Sistir is not from Valant, she is the head maid of the delegation, in other words, their immediate boss.

Although this is not a very high position, to some extent she can even decide their fate.

Seeing Emil peeking at her with a pleading look on her face, Lisa nodded numbly, saying that she would do her a favor.

However, just when Lisa was about to wave goodbye, the old woman from Sistir suddenly noticed her. Her cloudy pupils glanced at her hair, and then she hurriedly looked at her eyes.

Lisa subconsciously avoided the sight, but the old woman still seemed to have discovered something, and narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sharp light emitting from the slits in her eyes.

"You...are from Triumph City?"

Lisa looked at her in horror, closing her mouth tightly and not answering. She took a step back, but the old woman grabbed her wrist and lifted up her cuffs.

There is a very shallow scar there.

After the scar was uncovered, she subconsciously tried to break away from the old woman's hand, but the skinny but powerful arm bit her tightly like a vine.

"Let...let me go!"

"You are a legion slave!" Sistir stared at her, his cloudy and sharp pupils taking a step closer, "You are a runaway slave!"

The moment she heard that word, Lisa's face lost all color, as if she was drained of all her strength by a bone-deep cold.

"I... don't know what you are talking about!"

The old woman just smiled coldly and didn't listen to her explanation at all.

After a while, paying attention to the situation at the door, a Wilante officer led two soldiers out of the camp and came to the old woman's side.

Two soldiers stood behind Lisa, blocking the sight of other soldiers, while the officer narrowed his eyes and looked at the old woman.

"Release your hands and tell me what happened?"

If you encounter a thief, you can take this opportunity to humiliate the alliance and suppress their arrogance.

However, to his surprise, the kind and kind Ms. Cistile did not let go, but bowed slightly. Then he showed the traces on Lisa's wrist and spoke slowly.

"I have found a runaway slave, my lord."

The voice had a hint of invitation.

The officer standing aside had his pupils slightly contracted, and his eyes gradually turned evil as he looked at Lisa.

In the Legion, slaves are the private property of the Valantians, as sacrosanct as the antiques hoarded by the academy.

According to the laws of the legion, the legion guarantees the safety of slaves' lives, 8 square meters of living space, three meals a day and a healthy life of fifty years. However, on the other hand, if a slave runs away from another person, he will lose his right to be protected by law.

At the same time, any Weirant person is obliged to capture him and return him to the 㹏 people, and get the reward from the 㹏 people.

Those who can afford slaves will usually not be stingy with the reward. Even if they can't afford it, they will reward the slaves to those who ask for them.

Lisa looked at the man with a high nose in front of her with weak legs, and explained with trembling lips.

"I...I really am not..."

He didn't listen to her feeble explanation. The officer didn't even look at her. He just reached out and pulled the trembling Emil over.

"ah!!"

Ignoring her screams of pain and the laundry basket falling to the floor, he pulled her to Lisa and spoke word by word.

"Do you know her?"

Emil's face was pale and his lips were trembling, unable to speak a word.

More and more people came out of the camp and gathered around a group of people, including diplomats from the mission and some servants.

At this moment, a hoarse voice filled with surprise came from the crowd.

"I recognize her... Sir, her name is Lisa, and she was once a slave on General McClun's airship!"

Lisa looked over suddenly, and saw a strange servant looking at the officer flatteringly, with a flattering smile on his face.

She recognized that person, whose name was Brina. She also worked on the Heart of Steel, but was transferred to another place before the airship left for the east.

The officer's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at the pale Lisa for a while, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"You know what punishment a runaway slave will receive, right?"

Lisa nodded shiveringly.

Seeing that she had no courage to resist, the officer's lips curled up into a subtle smile, and the soldier standing behind her ordered coldly.

"Take it back."

An unexpected surprise.

Unexpectedly, a fugitive slave from Triumph City was found on a land thousands of miles away, and he escaped from General McClun.

Judging from the appearance of raising the water spirit, it is probably not cheap. If it is sent back to General McClun's house, that adult will probably thank him.

More importantly, it seems that this person should have lived in Dawn City for a while.

Maybe you can get some information about this settlement from her mouth.

A Weiland soldier reached out to grab Lisa's arm, but just as the hand was halfway extended, another hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the wrist.

That hand clamped the soldier's wrist like an iron pincer. The latter tried his best to suppress his blush, but still couldn't move his hand forward an inch.

Everyone around looked at the man, only to see a man wearing an exoskeleton standing next to the soldier.

Ignoring the pained expression on the soldier's face, he looked past the pale Lisa and several Wilante servants and looked at the officer who said expressionlessly.

"This is Alliance land, take your dirty hands back."

As he spoke, he dropped the wrist he held in his hand, and the soldier stumbled and fell into the crowd surrounding him.

Seeing this, another soldier put his hand on his waist to equip his gun. Before he could pull out the gun, the officer raised his hand and stopped him.

He didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Looking at the man wearing an exoskeleton, the officer narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who are you?"

"Captain of the Storm Troops, you can use my spring water."

Commander Quanshui also narrowed his eyes, looked at the Wilante man and said.

"What are you?"

"Jimmy, Centurion,"

There was a hint of fear in the officer's eyes, but he did not retreat. Instead, he stared intently at the guy who claimed to be the captain, and said in a warning tone.

"She is our slave, and we have the right to dispose of our own property."

Commander Quan Shui said expressionlessly.

"She is a citizen of the Alliance, not anyone's property. We have an obligation to protect her."

There was a hint of threat in the officer's tone.

"I advise you to think carefully about whether it is worth fighting for a slave against us."

Listening to these words, Lisa's face gradually turned pale.

However, it was beyond her expectation.

After hearing the threat, the man wearing the exoskeleton was not afraid. Instead, he laughed out loud.

"I'll say it again, she is a citizen of the Alliance. Not to mention going against you, so what if she just has another fight with you?"

The atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Including the officer, the Wilante soldiers all showed sullen expressions, and there was a tense atmosphere for a while.

The officer looked at the spring water coldly.

"Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

Quan Shui stared at him with an indifferent expression.

"Come on then, we don't need charity for peace."

More and more players gathered here, and the First Corps also paid attention to the situation here, contacted the guard team, and sent a patrol team over.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Benoit walked out of the camp quickly and shouted towards the center of the crowd.

"Stop it! What are you doing?"

The officer who was looking at Quan Shui withdrew his gaze, walked quickly to the side of Captain Bennott, and reported the situation here to him.

"Sir, we have found a runaway slave. She may be the property of General McClung..."

After listening to the officer's report, Benoit immediately understood what had happened.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the pale Lisa, then looked at the guy who called himself Quan Shui.

To be honest, he looked down on these wastelanders, especially these wastelanders who lived in a barbarian land thousands of miles away from Triumph City.

Not to mention that compared to the mighty and majestic Triumph City, this settlement called Dawn City is just a booger stuck on the map.

However, even though he despised them from the bottom of his heart, Benoit knew that it was never a good idea to conflict with these guys at this time.

They have what the Marshal needs.

It is said that that thing can help them get rid of the mutant slime mold nests that are scattered in major urban agglomerations in the wasteland.

Looking at the leader of the Storm Troops, Benoit walked over, stared at him and said.

"I am Benoit, the captain of the Legion, and I am also the representative sent here by Triumph City. Are you the highest-ranking person here?"

"I don't count, this one is." Quan Shui pointed at Lao Bai who was standing aside and said in a half-joking tone.

Seeing the spring pulling him in, Lao Bai no longer kept a low profile. He took a step forward and stretched out his right hand towards Benoit who was looking at him.

"Old Bai, Commander of the Burning Corps. Also, don't listen to his nonsense. We residents of the shelter all have the same status, and there is no one who is higher or lower. Of course, our determination to defend the Alliance Constitution is also the same, no matter where we are standing here. It’s the same for everyone.”

After a pause, he added meaningfully.

"Also, please say hello to our two captains, McClun and Soft, and ask them to come often when they are free."

Hearing this guy mention those two embarrassing things, Benoit's mouth suddenly twitched, but he still held his hand and shook it.

"It's an honor... it's an absolute honor that the two corps commanders have bothered to come forward for such a trivial matter. However, I still want to say that there may be some misunderstandings between us."

Sistir, an old woman in a long skirt, looked at the captain of ten thousand men in surprise. She couldn't believe that the man would bow his head to these barbarians.

The same goes for Centurion Jimmy, who stared at the side of Centurion Benoit's face in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Of course, the most surprised person was Lisa, her friend Emil, and the group of servants surrounding her...

Those Weirant people always disagree, especially when it comes to those inferior races whose noses are different from theirs.

These arrogant guys can actually give in...

Benoit was annoyed.

Of course he didn't want to bow his head.

Thinking about [the Marshal's] order and the person watching him in the camp, he still had to hold his nose and take a step back.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the trouble-making guys, especially the old woman who thought she had established a great cause, and the female servant who was the first to discover the escaped slave.

Wait until you get back to the camp to deal with these ignorant idiots!

Lao Bai did not embarrass him, but gave him a meaningful look.

"I hope this is a misunderstanding and not some kind of provocation... In addition, our legal prohibitions are not just slavery. If you don't have time to study the rules and regulations, you might as well hire a lawyer to ask before making a decision."

Benoit's eyebrows twitched and he suppressed his anger and said.

"This is a good suggestion, I will consider it!"

…

There are more and more people watching.

Not only the soldiers of the First Corps, but also some people passing by also came to join in the fun. Although this place is remote, there is not a single person there.

Watching the Wilantes returning to the camp with their tails between their legs, and standing among the crowd of onlookers, the face of Free State Foreign Minister Noreg was filled with surprise and shock.

Unbelievable!

Come on, let’s talk with our fists. Are the people from Velante so cowardly? !

Wu Changnian was standing on the other side watching the excitement, with an expression of interest on his face and his index finger constantly rubbing his chin.

"interesting."

Yi Chuan glanced at Minister Wu quietly, but he didn't know what the minister was thinking about.

At the same time, the warlord standing in the camp breathed a sigh of relief and left from the toilet not far from the camp entrance.

He paid attention to the conflict when it first broke out, and immediately contacted me through the emergency contact information of the Storm Corps, and then contacted Quan Shui through me.

No matter what, the guy finally caught up and managed to control the situation before it worsened.

It's just that Quan Shui replied to his message offline, which left him confused.

"MMP, the branch line is provided by me, how come you owe me a favor and become me instead?"

Speaking of which, Lao Bai had repeatedly urged him to go back to the Jilu Town Hotel to have a look, and told him not to ask any more questions and just go back. He didn't know what the deal was with that guy selling ki.

The warlord's heart moved slightly.

Might as well just do it tonight.

He had already made up his mind and planned to find an opportunity to sneak out and take a look later...