"This is a bar run by our Nobel tribe! In addition to giving the pilots a good place to rest, it also serves as a channel for information exchange among the pilots."

"Privately?"

After Zai's reminder, He Ming noticed that among the crowd of people dancing wildly, there seemed to be several pairs of people gathering together to talk about something.

"That's right! But this is one of the intelligence exchange channels approved by Wayros. If you have any questions, you can send a request here. People who know and intend to trade intelligence will naturally contact you through here.

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"What if it's extremely difficult?"

He Ming understands the meaning behind this bar, but what He Ming wants to do may not be possible in this bar.

"Hahahaha! It seems that you have some skills. Indeed, this place only provides daily information exchange for pilots. If the difficulty is extremely high and the pilots themselves are not sure, then they can find another place."

Zay took a sip of wine, raised his hand to wipe his lips, and pointed at the castle logo that had not yet dimmed on the central projection screen.

"Affiliated to the Second Legion - the ancient castle, it has an intelligence channel known as the "House of Everything"."
Chapter completed!