This Game Is Too Real
Chapter 419 This New Map is Too Niubi!

Chapter 419: Chapter 419 This New Map is Too Niubi!

A 3000-kilometer journey, if made on foot, would probably take more than half a year.

That doesn’t even account for the hardships and dangers along the way.

However, the trip took less than four hours by flight, as the "Tiger Whale" transport plane reached Province of Yúnjiānxíng and entered Ideal City’s field of view.

Standing by the porthole of the cabin,

Brother Mole widened his disbelieving eyes in astonishment, muttering "Holy mother" to himself repeatedly.

Standing next to him, Fang Chang and Shu Yu were equally astounded—

The only difference was that they didn’t mutter anything, but just widened their eyes.

Before arriving here, Fang Chang drew on the pre-war images of Qingquan City and referred to the defense structures of Giant Stone City, envisioning numerous possibilities.

Yet at this moment—

All those imaginations were proven void.

Skyscrapers stood like towering obelisks, densely packed together to form an extensive forest of steel, rising higher and higher from the periphery to the center, piercing into the clouds so that the tops of the buildings were out of sight.

And in the heart of that mountain range stood a majestic "tower."

Its dark metal shell, sharp lines, and details all indicated that it wasn’t constructed with concrete, but forged from an alloy so sturdy it was hard to imagine.

Its volume could match that of the hundreds of buildings surrounding it, and it connected with the clouds, making the entire cloud formation seem like its branches.

Unable to help himself, Brother Mole exclaimed, "... This frickin’ looks more cyberpunk than Cyberpunk."

Fang Chang’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he nodded slowly.

"... Yeah."

"Can you actually enter those buildings there...? They’re not just textures, right?"

"... This game has textures?"

After a long silence, Brother Mole, who stood by the window, fell silent for a long, long time, and all his sentiments finally turned into a soft sigh.

"... That’s frickin’ awesome."

The closer they got, the more the passengers could feel the oppressive approach and the grandeur and bustle of the enormous city.

Channel-like corridors connected buildings to buildings, dense like a spider web.

Tiny black dots moved through the gaps between the buildings—cargo drones and hovercraft following fixed routes.

The layout and design of this city bore some resemblance to the scenes Fang Chang had seen in the center of Qingquan City.

It was said that Giant Stone City was built based on the blueprints of Ideal City.

However, there was a fundamental difference between Giant Stone City and Ideal City, the latter having no need for something like the Enclosing Wall.

Even the shortest building here towered far above Giant Stone City’s wall.

The surrounding skyscrapers were linked, their sheer walls an insurmountable cliff. The tops of the buildings were equipped with electromagnetic accelerators like those on the Pioneer, capable of destroying any supersonic missiles or shells that approached.

The city seemed raised up as if from a vast plain, elevated dozens of meters above it, with Tianshui’s river mouth situated nearby, pipes embedded into the riverbed, drawing in freshwater resources.

The fragmented overpasses and decrepit wreckage ceased abruptly half a kilometer away from Ideal City.

The sheer walls of the high-rise buildings formed a clear demarcation line, separating decay from prosperity, chaos from civilization...

The "Tiger Whale" transport plane drew closer to the edge of the city, as tiny as a ladybug on a pyramid.

"We’ve arrived, prepare to land!"

The pilot within the cockpit spoke into the communicator, alerting passengers in the back to return to their seats and buckle up, before transitioning from horizontal flight to vertical take-off and landing mode. Guided by the ground lights, the craft descended towards the helipad on top of the building.

The cabin door opened.

Fang Chang and Brother Mole followed closely behind Shu Yu, making their way out of the cabin.

As soon as they set foot on the helipad, they saw a flurry of flashes from the flashbulbs set up next to the helipad, blinding the two agile players so they could barely open their eyes.

The journalists clutched their interview pens, accompanied by drones equipped with lights.

Upon seeing the three individuals emerge from the cabin, their faces, excited and unabashed by the howling winds on the rooftop, swarmed towards the landing pad.

"Are you survivors from the River Valley Province?"

"Blue Jacket? Residents of the refuge? Which number are you?"

"Hey, take a look over here, friends. I heard you guys are conducting secret experiments—is that true? Can you tell us what the experiment is about?"

"Unbelievable... your nutritional status looks good, much better than other survivor residences. How many times a day do you eat meat?"

"I heard you’re at war with the Army? How far have they gotten? How far are they from the East Coast?"

"How big are the noses of the Weilante people! Can you tell us?"

"Damn it—stop pushing! My shoes!"

Most of the crowd here were journalists, and the residents of Ideal City were filled with curiosity about allies 3000 kilometers away.

Discussions about the Alliance had already dominated the top spots on various social forums on Endpoint Cloud days ago.

All media were eager to be the first to get their hands on any information.

Even if it was just a single-sentence answer.

Luckily, there were security guards in exoskeletons by the helipad, barring the excited crowd.

Otherwise, given the fervor of these people, they might have knocked the plane off the building.

"Wow... are people here so trendy? Even the journalists have drones!" Brother Mole exclaimed with widened eyes.

It looked like there were even live streamers?

He understood a bit of United Human speech, but it was too noisy here, and the dialect of the East Coast was slightly different from the inland, so he couldn’t understand what those people were chattering about.

All he knew was that the game always turned out to be brutally real in the most unexpected ways.

Fang Chang cast a glance at him and made a sarcastic comment.

"...Isn’t that normal? Even that poor place Giant Stone City has a Mr. Haus."

"Where are your black stockings? Hurry up and change into them."

"Get lost!"

While the two "bodyguards" were muttering and cursing at each other under their breath, a man dressed in a suit with a slicked-back hairdo came up to the three amidst a crowd.

Despite being bewildered by these passionate people, Shu Yu was someone who had seen his share of situations and managed to suppress the nervousness in his heart, taking on the demeanor a diplomat should have as he looked towards the approaching representative.

"...Welcome to Ideal City, friends from the southern River Valley Province, my name is Wu Changnian, the Vice-Director of the Enterprise Comprehensive Management Department, and one of the shareholders of Ideal Group." While speaking, Wu Changnian extended his right hand with a smile.

Shu Yu grasped his right hand and shook it, introducing himself politely as well.

"I am the ambassador Shu Yu, representing the Alliance and its Manager. I extend our most sincere thanks and greetings to you. Thanks to your help, we are able to continue battling against evil."

"You’re too kind. Barbarism is our common enemy, the common enemy of civilization, whether mutants, army, or variants... one day we will eradicate them completely from this planet!"

Gripping Shu Yu’s hand tightly, Wu Changnian conveyed his unwavering determination through his strength. After releasing his hand, his face regained its pleasant smile, "...However, that’s a long-term plan. As for myself, I hope you have a pleasant afternoon. I’ll be your guide during this visit, and you can ask me about anything that confuses you."

Shu Yu retracted his right hand and smiled.

"Then I won’t be shy. By the way, may I ask who is your highest management officer? If possible, I’d like to meet with him."

Wu Changnian’s face showed a look of regret.

"Highest management officer... Although I’d be happy to introduce you, unfortunately, we don’t have such a position. You might not be familiar with our system since it’s your first visit here; we practice decentralized management."

Shu Yu was slightly taken aback.

"Decentralized?"

He had never heard such a strange term before.

Wu Changnian nodded, his radiant smile tinted with a hint of pride.

"Yes, 200 years ago, when our civilization was facing a matter of life and death, the residents of Shelter No.2 passed a test, unanimously deciding—to open the shelter doors to save more people."

"The crew of the Ideal Colonization Ship decided to respond to the determination of the residents of Shelter No.2, abandoning the plan to colonize distant stars, changing their course to return to our dying mother planet, and grounding themselves in the center of this city."

At this point, Fang Chang, standing behind Shu Yu, showed a surprised expression and subconsciously looked towards the center of Ideal City.

Behind those towering buildings, the shadowy colossal tower shrouded in mist...

Was it actually a colony ship?!

This was incredibly massive...

As he was silently estimating whether it would take several aircraft carriers put together to match its size, the man continued speaking.

"...We used the colony ship and the equipment and resources inside the shelter to solve one problem after another."

"With everyone’s concerted efforts, we’ve created one miracle after another, which seemed almost impossible to achieve."

"This is a feat accomplished by everyone, so we decided to endow power to all. Anyone willing to do something for this city can consider themselves an owner here."

Shu Yu was a little confused and took a while to say,

"So... you must have a chairman, right?"

Everyone being an owner, he could comprehend that. The Manager also always told him that the Alliance was established by all survivors, belonging to everyone who had contributed to it.

However, the Alliance still had a leader who could unite the scattered survivors and lead them through difficulties and mediate conflicts when they arose.

But here, without even a leader to guide them, he just couldn’t understand.

He didn’t want to judge other people’s ways of living, but surely he couldn’t greet every single person, right?

"Of course, there is a chairman, but there are as many chairmen here as there are enterprises, each corresponding to a manager and a shelter. I know you must be very confused right now, but don’t worry, we have considered this situation..."

Wu Changnian’s right hand rested on Shu Yu’s shoulder as he spoke with a friendly smile.

"I will provide you with suggestions for your itinerary and assist you in completing this visit. This includes giving a speech at the Supreme Council meeting, live streaming on Endpoint Cloud, and attending galas for stakeholders of various groups... As for the specifics and timing, we can discuss and decide later."

"Thank you very much."

Hearing this, Shu Yu breathed a sigh of relief but also couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

Although the City Lord of the Giant Stone City was elusive, there was at least a city hall where he could find someone to communicate with.

However, here there wasn’t even a city lord or a city hall.

Thankfully, he had prepared before coming here and had learned about some rumors regarding Ideal City.

Listening to Mr. Wu’s introduction to the corporation and the Ideal City, Shu Yu gradually formed a plan in his heart.

He needed to first ascertain the "political views" of different groups, identify the faction most likely to establish friendly relations with the Alliance, and then persuade or attract the stakeholders of that faction as much as possible, while preventing the opposing factions from completely turning against them.

At present, it seemed that the Silver Wing Group was a natural ally of the Alliance, Chang Ge Group directly benefited from the war, and the Ideal Group was a potential client to woo.

As for the Kang Mao Group... he was not sure what they really wanted to do. And the Endpoint Group appeared to be a natural adversary—after all, their Endpoint Cloud and smart technologies were almost useless outside of the Ideal City.

These tasks reminded him a bit of the investment attraction described by the Manager.

There seemed to be two ways to achieve this: one was through public speeches at the council meetings, and the other through direct communication with the decision-makers at the shareholders’ evening gatherings.

His train of thought was clear now.

The next steps he had to take were also apparent.

His gaze fell on Fang Chang, who was standing behind him, and Shu Yu felt a slight movement in his heart, his face revealing a pleased expression.

"...Please allow me to introduce the two individuals behind me."

With that, he motioned for Fang Chang to come to his side and then gently patted his shoulder.

"This is our hero, from the Burning Corps."

Upon hearing this, Wu Changnian was slightly startled, with a look of surprise appearing on his face.

"The Burning Corps? You mean the one from that day—"

Fang Chang, on the other hand, understood what he was saying and was troubled about how to explain this difficult issue.

However, Shu Yu next to him smiled unperturbedly, gripping Fang Chang’s shoulder with his right hand and indicating that he should leave it to him.

"That’s him."

"His name is Fang Chang!"

At the moment those words dropped.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly erupted!

...

Official game forum.

Old Soldier, who had logged off early, was vividly narrating how he cleverly turned danger into safety and managed to extract vital information from the mouth of a conniving merchant.

However, except for the hype from the tail "Wow, so amazing!" and Teng Teng’s there didn’t seem to be many others interested.

The Golden Lizard Kingdom was too far from the Alliance, and although it sounded like it had a vast territory with a substantial population, there was too little content about it in the game’s backstory.

Compared to that, people were more interested in when he would become the fifth legion leader or at least visit the western Triumph Fortress to see what the Army’s homeland looked like.

Old White was the only one who cared about him, reminding him to visit home when he had time and to remember to save his game or something.

Perhaps as a consolation, or because they thought his post was indeed well-written, the elusive Dog Planner Ah Guang made a rare appearance, not to speak, but to give a like and add the post as a highlight.

The highlighted label gave Old Soldier the motivation to update his post, but just as he was making his descriptions even more dramatic, a "new map review" post suddenly popped up on the forum and quickly became the center of attention for everyone.

"New Map Review! A Utopia Hidden in the Corner of the Wasteland!"

"...It is a gigantic city, unmatched by any city in the real world. Although it’s less than half the size of Shanghai, the number of buildings over 500 meters there is probably several times more than all those on Earth combined."

"Conservatively estimated, at least one million, or even ten million people, live there..."

In the post, Fang Chang briefly described what he saw on the day he arrived in the Ideal City.

And from the aspects of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, he described the lifestyle of the local residents.

Firstly, the fashion among the local residents is quite diverse, and using virtual modeling tools to DIY their own clothes and sell the designs has even become fashionable.

However, compared to bright colors, they are more interested in highlighting their individuality with simple but not simplistic designs.

The colors most commonly seen on them are silver, white, gray, and black.

Next are brown, blue, and beige.

And there’s a reason for that.

According to a guide named Wu Changnian, they bathe all day in the colorful holographic lights, and too garish colors would make them look like "holographic people."

This is also one of the most interesting aspects of Ideal City. Nearly every building’s exterior wall is a rentable holographic screen, and apart from public transportation, everyone is free to use holographic devices as long as they adhere to the law.

This also causes a fair amount of light pollution.

In the 21st century on Earth, people needed bright clothes to stand out in a crowd, but here, they need less flashy attire to distinguish themselves from the neon dazzle.

Next is food. Since resources are relatively abundant, the general populace aspires to a healthy diet that preserves the nutritional value of the ingredients through simple cooking methods.

More than a cultural concept, it’s like a scientific principle.

The upper echelons enjoy the finest ingredients, ordinary people choose industrial products from the assembly line, and the economically disadvantaged lower classes consider "nutritional meals" made of synthetic starch, protein, and sugar.

For this reason, many corporate employees develop a strong interest in the unique dietary culture of the Alliance and the concept of "cooking."

In Ideal City, it’s basically impossible to eat meat from Variants. All food from the Wasteland undergoes stringent inspection at customs to prevent the inflow of harmful genes.

As for housing, it’s pretty interesting too. The higher one’s status in Ideal City, the higher they live.

So to judge someone’s social standing, just asking which floor they live on and whether their home has windows is enough.

In addition, although the streets of Ideal City are quite crowded, the transportation is very convenient.

Most people rely primarily on the transit system that spans between buildings or use smart wearable devices to call for taxis, and a few have their own maglev cars which can conveniently reach any place in the city.

Of course, this is only within Ideal City.

Those maglev cars require a specific environment to operate; on the Wasteland, they can only run on wheels.

Beyond the four basic needs of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, local residents also have a fifth essential need that Wasteland wanderers don’t—information.

Yes, here information is a necessity, as important as air.

Fang Chang specifically mentioned this point in his posts.

"...In the real world, living without a mobile phone is inconvenient but not impossible. However, here, living without a smart device is genuinely unbearable. Whether it’s for map navigation, transportation, or online shopping, everything is linked to an individual ID, so there are almost no illegal immigrants here... well, maybe I just haven’t seen any."

"Smart devices produced by the Endpoint Group and bionic prosthetics manufactured by the Kang Mao Group have infiltrated every corner of local society."

"This is Cyberpunk 2277, a utopia nested in the ruins like a nest city, a successor of the Prosperity Epoch, the favorite of the Great Antler God (just kidding)... In short, every scene we saw from the sky down to the landing pad, each frame felt like the budget was aflame."

"More details are still being explored... Speaking of which, I have to apologize to Brother Night Ten, those NPCs seem to think I’m the last survivor from the Burning Corps."

At this point, Fang Chang, sitting in front of his computer, truly felt a bit embarrassed.

The scene was chaotic at the time.

As he left the landing pad, his pants were nearly stripped off by those frenzied journalists.

Thankfully, that didn’t happen.

The Player’s Handbook writes first or whatever rule, no taking off your pants (or skirts) in public.

In any case, with his fierce resistance and the help of the guards, he ultimately managed to preserve his dignity and wasn’t caught in a humiliating photo by the shamelessly nosy Brother Mole.

All signs indicate that the residents of Ideal City are even more unrestrained than those of Giant Stone City.

But rather than unrestrained, it would be more accurate to say they are open.

That guy Wu Changnian even joked with him, saying that if he went to a bar tonight and made a round, there would likely be quite a few people willing to have some kind of involvement with him, but he must not take their sweet nothings seriously and be especially careful not to get photographed and have it posted on Endpoint Cloud.

People who like collecting stamps usually also like to show off, and one might find oneself trending on social media the next day.

Shu Yu also warned him not to run around everywhere.

They had arrived here by a corporate plane, representing the image of the Alliance. If he allowed himself to be corrupted by the sweet-talk of corporations, Shu Yu would immediately relieve him of his post and report to the Manager.

Fang Chang felt that this warning was completely unnecessary. Was he some naïve youngster like Night Ten, who had started from scratch to achieve financial freedom and retired as a landlord before the age of 30? Was he someone who couldn’t withstand even this much of a challenge?

Furthermore, his heart already belonged to someone else.

Even if it was a 2D wife.

But when it felt that real... he always thought that if he betrayed that feeling, even if no one else would say anything, his own conscience would condemn him.

As soon as he hit the Enter button, hundreds of comments instantly flooded in beneath his post.

Compared to Old Soldier’s gossip, players were clearly more interested in the new map’s situation and whether Fang Chang, that damn guy, was cross-dressing.

Tail: "Wow wow wow! Pass it on, Fang Chang and Night Ten are the same person!"

Teng Teng: "Another weird CP (couple) has been added.

Night Ten: "Damn it! Fang Chang, you’re not being decent! And what the hell is CP?! QAQ"

Teng Teng: "Hmm... Actually, Wild Wind seems more suitable."

Si Si: "Professor x Student? （sidelong glance）"

Teng Teng: "Damn, Si Si is so good!!!

Si Si: "Cough cough, I didn’t know, Ah Wei taught me."

Tail: "!!! Eh? Si Si wants to be a student? Then... let’s hear you call me Teacher Tail first.

Wild Wind: "...You guys should just DM each other."

Si Si: "I’m sorry, teacher, I was wrong."

Fang Chang: "This can’t be blamed on me, I couldn’t just deny it under those circumstances, could I? （awkward）"

There really are mosquitoes in WC: "Hahahaha! This is killing me!"

Elena: "Some people are dead, but actually still alive, some are still alive, but they’re already dead.（joking）"

Gnome King Riches: "Feeling sorry for brother Night Ten.（joking）"

Fang Chang: "Ahem, so basically, that’s the situation. For the moment, it’s not easy to make a trip to Ideal City, getting in is much more trouble than going to Giant Stone City. We were also registered as diplomatic personnel, and there we can’t work, participate in the securities market, or conduct any business... Guess the task system isn’t developed yet. As for photos, I can’t send any back for now, let Brother Mole draw for you guys."

Fugitive Brother Mole from the canyon: "Such a big city, what the hell am I supposed to draw!? And man, you type too fast, I was only halfway done and you’ve already sent it out! （annoyed）"

Fang Chang: "（sidelong smile）"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn! Is there anyone still listening to me!? （frantic）"

Spring Water Commander: "Good brother, we are all waiting for your coordinates."

Construction Site Youth and Brick: "Right! You’re being too lackluster as a spy dad, half a month and you still haven’t found the enemy’s base."

I Max Black: "This is so embarrassing! It’s been half a month and you still haven’t become a Marshal!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "@#%!"

Seeing the lively banter from small-time players beneath the post, Chu Guang sitting in front of the computer screen gave a faint smile.

People were definitely listening, how could he ignore such vital intelligence?

It was different from the players.

Compared to the novelty of Province of Yúnjiānxíng and Ideal City, as well as the rich exploratory content of the New Map, Chu Guang was more concerned about the "Pangolin’s" forum post.

How to adapt and develop the Ideal City Market, how to fleece without displeasing people, those were the issues that life-skilled players needed to think about.

As a Manager, what Chu Guang needed to consider at this moment was more about strategic deployment.

If his intelligence was accurate, the problem might be more severe than he had imagined.

"...Bugra Free State’s supply line to Falcon Kingdom has actually been tacitly approved by Golden Lizard Kingdom."

"Is this the intent of the Academy, or the Golden Lizard Dynasty’s own unilateral decision?"

His gaze fell upon the map of Luo Xia Province, and Chu Guang, sitting on the sofa, sunk into deep thought.

The Army was on the distant West Coast, many thousands of kilometers away.

Without railways, without highways, their supply lines either had to pass through tundras and marshlands far larger than Earth’s Siberia, or across the "Great Desert" littered with remnants of space elevators.

While Falcon Kingdom might solve some supply issues, this "classical militaristic" kingdom had a poor economic foundation. It would be difficult for them to sustain a military nation far stronger than themselves all on their own.

Considering the Army’s debuff in supply efficiency, the Alliance actually had a great chance of victory, which is why Chu Guang had made so many precautionary arrangements for victory after the war.

However, the situation was entirely different now – the Army was actually able to get supplies from Bugra Free State.

That was no feudal kingdom; it was an industrialized commercial city-state.

As a tributary of the Grand Canyon, their industrial capacity was even comparable to Giant Stone City, and they took over a lot of supplies originally belonging to the Army’s far-reaching Expeditionary Forces. These were all ready-to-use materials!

Thinking this, Chu Guang couldn’t help but break into a sweat.

It was lucky he had chosen to go all in and lucky that his players were so supportive, taking down the Iron Heart, no less.

Had that airship slipped away to reunite with the main force, not to mention whether Lion Kingdom and Yun Song would have held out until now, it’s probable that General Griffin would already be reviewing troops in Giant Stone City.

"It seems the relationships between the desert kingdoms aren’t as united as Prince Kaliman has described."

Picking up a marker, Chu Guang marked a red circle on the map and entered into another round of contemplation.

Xiao Qi cocked her head while sitting at the desk.

"Master, did that Kaliman lie to you?"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"Not necessarily, an envoy knows only so much... And this is Wasteland, where the spread of information is even slower than in the Middle Ages. River Valley Province itself is the hub of East-West trade across the continent; it’s challenging to discover a secret supply line hidden among the commercial routes."

Espionage isn’t magic after all. Such matters couldn’t be clarified by just sending a person or a Mole to take a glance; someone needed to infiltrate the whole supply chain to unravel these disguised clues.

The Alliance always heavily invested in intelligence; it’s just that the building of an intel network takes time.

Having found this clue was honestly partly due to luck. And to clarify the entire supply chain, that merchant named Ah dan might become a key lead.

Including the surviving Coleway.

The failure wasn’t on him; killing out of spite was what feudal kingdoms do. Although the Army was ruthless outwardly, they at least had a system in place and held to rules internally.

Upon success in returning to the Army, Coleway would likely not only escape demotion but could even be promoted for his loyalty.

The only barrier to his rise might be "belonging to McCullen’s faction," potentially facing suppression from General Griffin.

Whether he could climb higher would depend on his background and personal ability; speculation was futile.

With a slight shift in thought, Chu Guang looked towards Xiao Qi at the desk.

"Post a task for our Pangolin... Let him maintain a friendly relationship with Coleway and, without exposing his own identity or motive, establish a friendly relationship with that merchant named Ah dan."

"We need to clarify what kind of equipment is being transported from Bugra Free State to the hands of the Army, including the types, quantities, and values of such equipment... Ideally, we should obtain relevant evidence."

"Bugra Free State’s trade with the Army may not be with the approval of the Grand Canyon, and if we could acquire key evidence, we might even be able to paralyze the Army’s Eastern supply line without firing a shot... But the premise must be not to expose ourselves, not to act rashly. We don’t need a head or an order, but something more compelling!"

Merchants can be bought.

But from another perspective, the Alliance might not be an appropriate business partner.

This mission was probably Hell-level difficult.

And honestly, things like levels aren’t really useful here.

To ensure that Brother Battlefield worked his job well, Chu Guang pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Put up power armor as the ultimate task reward, the kind with no contribution registration or level restrictions."

What was once a casual move he hadn’t expected to make much of an impact.

Turns out this guy was eager enough, using a cooperative grunt of United Human language and his crafted identity, actually managed to keep his cover intact.

This brother is a talent!

Increase his sunk cost!

On hearing this, Xiao Qi’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Power armor? But Master... there are only two in the entire Alliance."

One was bought by Old White.

The other was the signature blue power armor Chu Guang was wearing.

Of course, that piece of equipment was not meant to be given to others.

Ignoring Xiao Qi’s reminder, Chu Guang unhesitatingly said,

"We only have two now, but once he completes the entire task chain, I’ll have at least ten."

It’s just armor worth one million silver coins.

He paused for a moment before continuing,

"Also, summon Prince Kaliman, have him wait for me in the reception room of the City of Dawn."

Seeing Chu Guang had a plan, Xiao Qi stopped her reminders and nodded enthusiastically.

"Got it, Master! I’ll send the notice right away."

"Well done."

Rising from the sofa, Chu Guang casually picked up Xiao Qi, stuffed her into his pocket, and headed to the lounge room door.

The Alliance was still in a state of preparation for war, and before the supply line was completed, it wasn’t time to charge forward.

Now, he was going to meet Prince Kaliman.

To see what the native of the desert had to say about the betrayal of an ally.

And to seek a political solution to this trouble.

Although it might be difficult, it was worth a try...

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