Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 689 - 515 meeting_2

Since there was no longer a need to smuggle supplies out of the military camp to sell and take a small commission, their interest in maintaining contacts with the higher-ups in the military district had waned, so their stance could naturally become tougher.

Of course, the main reason was that they had now latched onto a much stronger support and no longer needed to please on all fronts.

However, the camp commander's face was solemn as he quietly said to the veteran, "I am very sorry about what happened to Song, but I want you to believe that I had no intention of setting you up. The message indeed came from me, but what you did with that information had nothing to do with me. I am here now because I know that all of you have always wanted to secure a fair status. And now... the opportunity has arrived."

The words of the other party made the veteran's heart skip a beat, and his eyes instinctively glanced in a certain direction before he quietly asked back, "Opportunity?"

Serving on Black Street was a way of life, but the perpetually unachieved aspiration in their dreams was the ideal.

Seeing the subtle expression on the veteran's face, Ge Lan hooked up a light smile at the corner of his mouth and glanced in the direction the veteran had looked, continuing, "Let me be clear, this is just some insider information I'm giving you out of respect for our past relationship, not an order for you to do anything. Don't end up causing trouble and then blame me like last time."

"Of course," the veteran said, staring intently at the other party, somewhat anxiously waiting for the forthcoming "news."

What sort of news could be connected to their deepest dreams?

"Your boss on Black Street, he's just another soldier in the military district, isn't he? You all know that, right?"

"We do."

Song had caused trouble last time precisely because he couldn't contain his anger at the idea that the boss of Black Street was just a simple soldier in the camp.

"But in fact, not long ago, your boss became one of the most important figures in the military district, second only to the Marshal. During the time when the Marshal was unconscious due to an accident, he was the highest-ranking officer in the military district. And today, with the latest batch of artificially created soldiers being deployed, this officer now commands an additional two thousand actual troops. Most importantly... he himself is an artificial human!"

"What?!" exclaimed the veteran, his eyes widening in shock.

The fact that the boss was an artificial human was known from last time.

And it was precisely because of this reason that even though the boss had formidable strength, it was perfectly reasonable for him to still be a low-ranking soldier in the camp.

The incident last time had been forcibly suppressed, and at the end of the day, it was about overwhelming strength.

The boss's strength might be top-tier for them on Black Street, but for the entire city, it was probably not enough. The status of artificial humans meant he could never bring any substantial rights to other artificial humans.

But now, with the boss ascending to such a high position in the military district as an artificial human, such an achievement...

Could it be possible for him to now do something concrete for the status of artificial humans?

Looking at the boss's actions on Black Street, it was clear that he was someone with pure and idealistic ambitions.

With this thought, the veteran's heart thumped wildly.

"Since I brought you this news, you're buying the drinks," Ge Lan chuckled, lifting his glass to the veteran as a gesture, "As I said, although we no longer 'do business,' I'll still provide you with some information about what happens in the camp for free, out of our old friendship."

"Then, thank you very much, Mr. Ge Lan," said the veteran, eyes reflecting contemplation but his face showing a sincere smile, "Today's expenses here are on me; I'll speak to the owner. If you're not tied up at the moment, I have some odds and ends to take care of, so I'll be off."

"Thanks, you go ahead..." Ge Lan leisurely picked up a few peanuts from the dish in front of him and tossed them into his mouth, smiling as he said, "I just came out for a walk and thought I'd share some news with you. You're busy, so go ahead; don't mind me."

"Alright, I'll be off then," said the veteran, managing to contain his emotions but still with his heart pounding, as he got to his feet.

Behind the scenes at the tavern, the veteran saw Xu Ruoguang, who had been keeping a close watch nearby.

"What did he tell you?" Xu Ruoguang asked calmly.

The tavern was noisy and too far away for him to clearly hear what the two had been discussing.

Moreover, the two people hidden in the corner couldn't see each other's mouth shapes, rendering the newly learned "lip-reading" skills useless.

"Nothing useful, just that the military camp unsheathed a new batch of artificial human recruits today, with a quota of 2,000, just like us. It seems the last offensive the camp launched against the Bug Race cost them a lot of men. But there have been no recruitment announcements from the camp lately, so it looks like the new troop reinforcements will mainly consist of artificial soldiers."

Military camps... or perhaps, the actions of many institutions in the city had been confidential at the time, but as time passed, traces in the wilderness were gradually discovered, and details about the results and specifics of that attack on the Bug Race nests were slowly pieced together and analyzed.

Knowing this kind of news hardly counts as a bombshell.

Xu Ruoguang furrowed his brow in confusion, "That's it?"

The veteran said with a serious face, "That's it."

…

"But I feel that he has concealed something," Xu Ruoguang said proactively to the superior who had come to inspect Black Street. "But ever since the last incident, these veterans shouldn't dare to have any more hidden intentions."

"What's the identity of that officer Ge Lan?" Bai E asked softly.

"It's said that he's a quartermaster in the barracks, having control over some expiring military supplies, so he's had cooperative relations in the past with these veterans from Black Street."

"Hmm..." Bai E nodded to indicate he understood, "No matter what their plans are, just keep an eye on that group of veterans. As long as they want to act, there will always be traces to follow. I will speak to Gilder about this and have the Wanderers take care of it."

The moniker 'Son of the Demon' was too ominous, and sometimes the behaviors of the players were indeed starkly different from the natives.

Therefore, over time and through regular interaction, the natives may not know what a "player" is, but the term "Wanderer" had already spread far and wide.

As they spent more time immersed in this game, when it came to executing actual missions, the players were sometimes far more reliable than the natives.

"Additionally, I need to go out tomorrow. I came to see if there's anything here that needs attention. Over the few days I'm gone, I will have someone watching over this place; if any serious trouble arises, she will intervene."

Xu Ruoguang's eyes lit up, "Is it the same superior from last time?"

"…Yes."

Bai E's gaze flickered slightly, thinking of tonight's "appointment."

Ever since returning from that high-dimensional space, Yue Ying had said she would find him privately.

The previous days, due to dealing with their people's losses, there had been no contact.

Yet after today's military ritual, Yue Ying had secretly sought him out... and her often pale and snowy face was now unusually tinged with a shy blush, leaving him curious as to what she specifically wanted to do tonight?

…

As the sun gradually set, Bai E, who was seated cross-legged in his room practicing his Spiritual Energy, suddenly opened his eyes at a certain moment.

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An outsider's presence clearly appeared before his eyes.

The person had not intended to conceal their presence.

Upon opening his eyes, right before him was indeed the slim, graceful figure draped in a cloak, having only removed the hood.

"Yue Ying..."

"Shh~" The slender elf put a finger to her lips.

With a slight extension of her arms, the cloak she was wearing smoothly slipped off her body, quietly falling to the floor and piling up.

"Gulp~" Bai E's Adam's apple involuntarily moved.

Without the concealment of the cloak, the Elf Race's exquisite form was now perfectly displayed before him, outlined by the tight clothing.

Yue Ying, barefoot, stepped on the ground and slowly approached.

Her usually aloof face, now had an added mix of innocence and desire...