Getting in touch with those in power as soon as possible to obtain more in-depth information is neither extremely difficult nor insignificant.

Mu Chen and Lu Gui had already decided to go through the underground boxing ring. When Hu Yue, who joined later, heard that the two of them had also joined, her expression was as if her own path had been blocked.

She couldn't imagine encountering these two in the boxing ring.

Mingmei had no intention of getting involved with anyone above her level. Her goal was simple: sell boxed lunches and browse information on the dark web, acting as an information broker. That way, she could find a lot of information.

Lu Xiaoyao originally wanted to be with Mingmei, but Sun Yunzhong felt that Lu Xiaoyao was more suited to be a bounty hunter than an information broker.

Just like part of what Mu Chen did before his identity was revealed, he took on tasks and did work.

Lu Xiaoyao was quite happy about this, as it was at least an affirmation of her abilities. After studying it for a long time, Hu Yue decided to go with Lu Xiaoyao.

"Dong Lei and I will go out and do intelligence gathering."

Unlike others who dislike asking around for information and find it a very tiring and tedious job, Sun Yunzhong felt that this kind of work suited him better.

He does like to travel around and gather information.

However, his skills didn't allow him to undertake such dangerous work alone. Fortunately, Dong Lei had already worked with him that day, so she fully agreed to the division of labor Sun Yunzhong suggested.

Compared to the military academy students from the outer sea who have a very clear goal after entering the game, the players who enter from the outer sea are somewhat unaccustomed to becoming "law-abiding citizens" at first.

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Light Feather Starfield - Sea Origin Star

"Did you remember that, Akabane? Did you memorize all the interview transcripts for today's interviews?"

A head of short, ruby-red hair shimmered in the sunlight. The guy called Akabane lazily flipped through the contents of his personal terminal, and with a yawn, a tear rolled down his cheek.

The director, who was reviewing the script with him, was about to explode in anger when he heard him say, "I remember, I remember. Mr. Lonzo Haidona donated to basic education for an entire planet last year. During this visit, we should praise his philanthropic work extensively, and ask him about that..."

Seeing that the other party had already recited all the questions he had prepared, the director's expression changed from gloomy to sunny in the speed of turning the pages of a book.

"Yes, yes, yes! Hahahaha..."

Seeing this, Akabane secretly rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "In terms of wealth, the entire Lightfeather Starfield is a third of the Haidona family's. Basic education on a mere peripheral star... sigh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the director flicked his forehead, making him wince in pain.

"Don't talk nonsense, you brat! Show me your professionalism as a host during work hours! I could let it go the first two times, but if you slack off again today, believe me, I'll fire you right now!"

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Even when he was in pain and admitted defeat, his tone was full of perfunctory attitude.

He didn't want to be perfunctory, but he was really unfamiliar with this job. Even after living here for three days, Akabane himself was still completely clueless about this role.

He was the captain of a squad at the underground city security station in the alien sea, and he was proficient in everything from smashing and looting to other forms of violence.

But he absolutely cannot host this!

This game is really good, let him be the host!

It was one thing for him to take advantage of the situation the other day, but judging from the director's attitude today, he obviously can't do it the same way as before.

He wasn't threatened with being fired, but—thinking about how good his family had been to him in the game these past two days, Akabane fell silent.

The original owner of this body came from an ordinary, even poor, family. He worked his way up to become a host at the Haiyuan Star Radio and Television Bureau through scholarships, and he was always the pride of his family. (Read more)

When he thought of the original owner's family, Akabane, who had never experienced any warmth of family affection since birth, was overwhelmed by everything he had felt in the game over the past two days.

He was even more unwilling to make them sad, and in comparison, he couldn't help but mutter a curse word that the original owner of the body would never have uttered.

"I'm going to get some water."

Akabane suddenly stood up. With more than two hours left before the interview recording, he decided to leave the room to get some fresh air.

It's best to drink a bottle of ice water to clear your head.

Thinking this, Akabane took a bottle of ice water and went straight to the 150th floor of the Broadcasting Building. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he found that there were other people besides him during working hours.

The man was wearing a sharp suit, and his short, golden-brown hair was meticulously combed back.

He stood at the edge of the building, not looking like he was just standing there in the wind, but more like a leader reviewing troops with an imposing aura. The other person glanced at Akabane with his iris-purple eyes, but said nothing.

Akabane wasn't intimidated by the other person. Since the other person didn't say anything, he walked over and sat down casually, turned on the ice water and took a big gulp, then let out a satisfying burp.

After he finished his actions, the man standing not far from him focused his gaze entirely on him, and Akabane finally saw the other man's face clearly.

That's really awkward.

He recognized the other person at a glance.

Today he is going to visit Lonzo Haidona.

Would you like a drink?

On a whim, he handed over the ice water he hadn't finished drinking.

Almost the instant he raised his hand, Akabane regretted it. What was he thinking, giving such a big conglomerate's family a half-finished glass of ice water?

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