Su Tang did not answer the other party's question immediately.
She glanced at Qin Ye, who stood beside her straight, silent and resolute like a pine tree, and suddenly felt at peace.
She typed a new command directly onto the screen.
Please help me look up three things.
[First, I need a highly precise global rare earth vein distribution map, with details down to the reserves, composition, and mining value assessment of each vein.]
Qin Ye's heart skipped a beat. He thought of the energy crisis facing the military region and the anxious face of Director Qian.
So this was the first thing she thought of when she brought him here.
[Secondly, the "Old Warehouse" auction house will provide all auction information and the source of the auction items related to cultural relics lost from China over the next three months.]
His heart skipped a beat. Lost cultural relics… Knowing Su Tang as he did, he immediately knew what she was up to.
Third, a detailed floor plan of the English Museum, including its security system, surveillance layout, and the location of its storage facilities.
Qin Ye's breath caught in his throat for a moment.
The English Museum? He knew all too well what was inside.
Just how much courage does this tiny body hold?
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the chat window, as if they were processing the weight of the three commands.
Soon, a new reply appeared.
[It's nothing. In exchange, could you tell me what I need these things for?]
Su Tang's fingers landed on the keyboard again and typed a line of text.
No. Send me the information, and I'll repay you for the favor.
A favor.
Qin Ye looked at these four words.
These three things, which were almost impossible to accomplish, were only worth a "favor" from her.
Just how significant is this "favor" she's given?
There was a long silence on the other end.
So long that Qin Ye thought the other party wouldn't reply anymore.
Finally, a word popped out.
【good. 】
Su Tang swiftly severed the connection, and all the light and shadow on the table instantly disappeared, restoring its original smooth appearance.
The entire room reverted to its original, ordinary shape as a small cubicle.
She turned her head and looked at Qin Ye, who had been standing silently behind her. She gave him a somewhat tired smile, her voice slightly hoarse.
Did I scare you?
Qin Ye looked at her pale lips and her feigned relaxed expression, and felt an overwhelming pang of heartache.
He neither answered nor shook his head.
He simply stepped forward, extended his large, calloused hand, and gently, clumsily stroked her cheek.
Her skin felt a little cool.
Qin Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice low and earnest.
"It's not scary."
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