So... we need to pay attention to the animals of the Weaving Spells, as they may threaten our Lord's holy city on earth.
Do you understand?
"I don't know what to say." The old bastard glanced down at the stone crutch that had appeared beside him at some unknown time, and nodded vigorously.
"The city with the greatest influence from the weaving technique is Xin'an City. If you want to grasp their movements..."
He suddenly realized, "You want me to go to Xin'an City and secretly keep an eye on those weavers?"
"Um…"
Meng Yi nodded gently. "Will this be a bit difficult? For example, your strength is weak, making it difficult to grasp the whereabouts of high-level divine grace?"
"That's not a problem." The old bastard explained while shaking his head as he felt the warm touch of the stone crutch in his hand.
"Unless someone is completely isolated from the world like a high-level ascetic, no high-level divine grace will completely cut off contact with others.
Intelligence work relies on various clues to infer the results. How could there be so many obvious facts right in front of me?
What's more, the weaving method is even more special.
They would hold bloody battles, had an organized structure, and hierarchical relationships. Compared to other high-level divine grace guilds, the news of the Weaving guilds was easier to obtain.
but…"
The old bastard hesitated for a few seconds, his goatee trembling slightly, and then he raised his difficulties:
"If I go to Xin'an City, it means I don't have any connections there, and I lack the divine grace to cooperate with...
I have enough money to open another hotel, but I lack a bartender I can trust. The current bartenders probably won’t be willing to cross the wilderness with me.
In this world, no matter what we do, human problems are the most difficult to solve. "
That is indeed the case.
Meng Yi pondered for a moment. No wonder the old bartender died in the turmoil, and the old bastard chose to train a new bartender himself.
Such people are indeed more reliable.
Of course, reliability is only relative, and we cannot expect people in the new era to have much sense of morality.
so…
A smile appeared on Meng Yi's lips. He reached out and pointed at the old bastard, then pointed at himself:
"If there are bartenders or apostles from other paths among our companions, they will go to the new city with you.
How much help will this provide to your intelligence work?"
The old bastard’s first reaction was: Has the Redemption Foundation grown to this extent?
㱗In his understanding, the Redemption Army had only a little over ten thousand men under its command.
Immediately, his eyes lit up slightly. The belief in salvation was developing rapidly. This was a great thing!
As Meng Yi said, if someone went to Xin'an City with him, the help provided would be more than great.
This means that you will have companions you can completely trust, which is an advantage that others do not have.
Even... a greater ambition arose in his heart.
Then, Meng Yi spoke out his inner thoughts: "I was thinking before, can we take advantage of the special advantages between us brothers and sisters...
You will take the lead in building a super intelligence network spanning all the major human fortress cities?"
Meng Yi added silently in his heart: In this way, it is not only about paying attention to the weaving method... but also about preparing for a rainy day.
The old turtle's breathing suddenly became heavy.
This is exactly what he is looking for!
He was redeemed and occupied an important position.
In his opinion, this person has a certain status, strength, and voice in an organization that is destined to grow and develop!
He doesn't want to be a marginal figure.
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