Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Clutching the newly acquired glass bottle, Dai Lian saw two faces through the twisted glass—Gong Yan and Kuang Xin.

The three of them stared at the bottle Dai Lian was holding mid-air, their gaze filled with collective intelligence, "What do you think she means by this?"

"I just can't figure her out anymore..." Dai Lian shook his head, equally puzzled; that Franca from the Arbitration Place was too whimsical in her actions, and he was completely unable to see through her intentions.

"Could it be that our boss planted a mole inside the Arbitration Place?"

Logically, by taking in the rat people, they should have become mortal enemies with the Arbitration Place, but it seemed...

Even if the other party didn't know this for sure and was merely suspecting, their current actions were still quite bizarre.

"Could it be that she wants us to use this thing to off the rat people?" Dai Lian pondered, stroking his chin.

Kuang Xin, carrying his axe, "If you dare off him, I'll off you."

Gong Yan tilted her head, "Isn't the mission just to have us adhere to our faction and that's it?"

"But she also said we need to prevent the boss from going astray if possible, right? NPC words surely can't all be without a purpose."

Kuang Xin looked down on Dai contemptuously, "What the boss does is none of your business to nitpick, is it? That's for the future... You don't know sh*t now, so how could it be your turn?"

"That's easy for you to say... Wait a minute, who doesn't know sh*t?!"

"I'm talking about you! Wanna fight about it?"

"Eh? You think you've grown wings, do you?"

Watching the two squabbling again, Gong Yan pursed her lips and smiled before trying to understand the line of thought of that Arbitration Place young lady again.

But she couldn't make heads or tails of it...

However, they did freeload a mission reward and didn't need to do anything extra... The mission was quite good; they were sure not to lose out by continuing with it.

"No wait..." Dai Lian suddenly touched the back of his head, "What were we planning to do when we set the traps here originally?"

Looking at the mess all around, with the pungent smell of blood continually drilling into his nostrils... Would Jonathan and the others be able to barge in here on their own?

"Clean it up?"

"Or dig again..."

"Digging again would be too tiring, let's just tidy up and see if those big idiots are vigilant... After all, if we're going to dig, you dig; I'm not doing it anymore." Dai Lian decided to make a little fuss.

When facing the same mental adversary, he was only willing to make an effort once.

To dig traps everywhere for a bunch of lousy NPC riffraff was just too humiliating.

If the other side figured it out, they could just confront them directly!

Came prepared and still afraid they couldn't beat a bunch of stinking gangsters?

"Alright! Let's tidy it up! Then we'll go find them!"

They neatly cleared away the bodies, and the thick jungle behind was a natural cover—if one didn't walk inside, they would surely not discover anything. As for the stench of blood in the air... the night wind would blow with enough time for them to carry cement back and forth, cleaning it away.

And so...

Carried one load... no one?

Carried two loads... no one?

Carried... To hell with carrying!

Dai Lian suddenly threw down the cement he was carrying; manual labor was definitely not his forte, and after two trips he almost collapsed from exhaustion.

"Where the hell are they!"

The purpose of carrying the cement was to lure that gang of punks into following them to the Black Forest and then take them out. Now, with no one following, there was no point in carrying any more.

To avoid exposing the boss's secret base, the location where they set traps was in a completely different direction from the real secret base. The cement carried back to the Black Forest would eventually have to be transported to the secret base by themselves—the thought alone was torturous.

[Could it be that Yanzi got it wrong?]

Maybe that group of gangsters never planned anything?

"No way, we should take a stroll on Black Street and see if they really suspect us." Dai Lian made a decision.

With no one tracking them so far, Gong Yan also found it strange, "Alright, I'll check it out."

"Together, I'm worried about your safety if you go alone."

Dai Lian had already mentally prepared to start the fight and wasn't going to be cautious anymore.

He was no longer just a fill-in; did he still need to consider profits and success rates as his primary concern? Of course, he would do whatever pleased him the most!

To hell with it!

...

"Gulp~"

The resident who was questioned swallowed nervously, fearfully looking at the stunning woman before him.

Too brutal, too brutal...

Jonathan's gang just spoke at noon about planning to hit you, and by afternoon a bunch of their corpses were already discovered. Who else could it be, if not you?

Are you showing off that it was you by asking around here?

I can't afford to provoke this...

"Sister, I admit I've been a bit loud when speaking to you before. Can you please be merciful and let me off like a fart?"

"???" Gong Yan was slightly taken aback, but she maintained her stern face and didn't show much else, merely waving her hand and saying, "Get lost."

She randomly grabbed another lucky spectator to ask about Jonathan's whereabouts, and the person regarded her as if she were a ferocious evil spirit, "I was wrong, sister! I admit I sneakily glanced at you before! But wasn't it because you were too attractive..."

"Get lost!"

The three players looked at each other, suddenly realizing the situation might be different from what they had thought.

"Jonathan and his gang... did we kill them?"

At least that's what the residents here seemed to think.

So the previous prompt...

Jeez! They've been heroically combating a gang of small-time thugs that are already dead?

"We're really awesome," Kuang Xin declared with pride.

"Sister! Sister, you're here!" A frail figure suddenly ran up to Gong Yan, who was standing in the dimly lit corner of the street, "Sister, I heard that Jonathan's gang foolishly crossed you. Our boss sent us to look for you, to warn you... Thankfully, those guys didn't cause you too much trouble."

"" Gong Yan turned her head to glance at Dai Lian and Kuang Xin, feeling the situation growing more fantastical.

What the hell? Have I become some kind of celebrity in Black Street?

The boy didn't dare to meet Gong Yan's eyes, having already heard that those who did had their eyeballs crushed like firecrackers. He spoke timidly with eyes downcast, "Our boss mentioned there's some business he'd like to discuss with you. When might you have some time?"

"Business?" Gong Yan's eyes lit up for a moment, then she nodded in agreement, "No problem."

When the small fry disappears, the big fish appear.

Games, leveling up... I'm well acquainted with it.

Eliminating a small gang barely boosted the organization's reputation. Would taking down a bigger one directly upgrade our reputation level?

Although I don't yet know what use there is in leveling up the organization's reputation, having such resources is always better than not.

Moreover, encountering more influential powers would no doubt unveil more of the game world's backstory. What's the point of playing if you don't unlock more game content?

"Lead the way!"

...

The soundproofing was terrible; sitting in a somewhat noisy basement, Gong Yan listened to the man with a mechanical arm fitted to his forearm explain his plan.

So to summarize...

"You want me to take my people to meet with that orc gang and get... get the stuff back?"

"Yeah..." Wallis looked at the beautiful yet deadly lady before him with his bulging mechanical electronic eye, "Whether by trade or by force... only warriors like you and your subordinates have what it takes to deal with that orc gang."

The news of the military camp's failed expedition against the Bug Race, he had heard from Jonathan's gang, who in turn had heard it from this woman.

In that battle, the military lost a lot of valuable goods on the battlefield, among them was the extremely rare Octiron.

The military was also trying to recover it, but the difficulty of retrieving items dropped in the Bug Race's lair was substantial. Sneaky, small-scale operations weren't the military's style, and a large-scale operation might disturb all the bugs like last time.

Fortunately, since it was a metallic creation and the Bug Race only had interest in biomass, they didn't care about those items, making recovery possible.

Goods the military was seeking to recover would be unimaginably valuable to people like them. Dropped outside, everyone wanted a piece of it.

Before the military could come up with a plan, a wandering gang of thrill-seeking green-skins had already taken practical action.

Stealing from inside the military camp is unrealistic.

Stealing from Bug Race territory is too dangerous.

But trading with, or robbing from, those wandering orcs seems quite feasible.

There wasn't much, but because there wasn't much, they were qualified to covet it.

"As long as you can help us get the stuff back, I will pay you a substantial reward," Wallis promised.

risking their lives. An enigmatic face with no known background like Gong Yan and her gang was seen as just the right type for the job.

Gong Yan appeared thoughtful, but she had already made up her mind internally.

"I need to go back and discuss this properly with my companions before I can give you an answer."

"No problem! I await your news..."