My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1083 - 367. The ’Xing’ generation adds another heavyweight person

Chapter 1083: 367. The ’Xing’ generation adds another heavyweight person

Loyal Brother had arranged for a worker from the Cape Family who specialized in weapon testing to examine the homemade "blasting caps," or explosive sticks, created by the braves. Honestly, he didn’t have much confidence in these gadgets; it would be quite impressive if they could even match the standards of explosives from before World War I or even the 18th century.

After all, his arsenal was still new and admittedly was unable to produce many "good items" that caught people’s attention.

However, Loyal Brother was confident that he could grow and succeed in this "unique industry." For someone who could literally fashion an Iron Fist, this confidence was clearly founded on his own "craftsmanship." Regardless of his confidence, it couldn’t change the current difficulties they faced.

Sigh, it had come to this, time to knock off work.

With those thoughts, Loyal Brother returned to his office, closed the door, and lay down on his bunk to log out, taking off his helmet to glance at the clock on the wall. It was exactly twenty minutes until the end of his shift.

Like before, he lit a cigarette for himself and then waited for his subordinates to come and report the day’s work.

In the past, this process was just a formality.

Departments like theirs were truly idle at times, but recently, the frequency and quality of these reports had improved significantly. After a few minutes, Mustard micro-fool, who was due to report today’s work, pushed open the door.

He pulled out a chair and sat down across from the team leader. Having worked together for many years, he accepted the cigarette the team leader offered and, while puffing away, opened his notebook and said to Loyal Brother:

"My situation, as well as Zihui’s and Brother Prodigal’s, is the same as yesterday; we’re still using the identities of trainee agents in the Shadow Intelligence Bureau to search for refugees in the Kato area to complete the main quest.

Today, while escorting the refugees back, we got into a scuffle with a gang of petty thieves, won easily, and, by the way, Brother Prodigal firmly refused the advances of a widow refugee for the seventh time...

Besides, I’ve reached level ten now and am preparing to take on the Black Iron Trial when I return.

Zihui and Brother Prodigal are a little behind.

Regarding our class choices..."

"You don’t need to report on that; pick whatever you want to pick," Loyal Brother said, rolling his eyes:

"I’m not your father, I don’t need to worry about your class changes.

Remember to swing by the arsenal on your way back. I’ve prepared the best-quality guns we can make at the moment and some defensive grenades for the three of you. Today, some idiot brought me a bundle of homemade explosive sticks.

I tested them before logging off and they work quite well, so if you need them, you can add them to your special supplies."

"Holy crap! The mighty one who hand-rolled explosive sticks?"

Shocked, Mustard micro-fool blurted out instinctively:

"What does this person do in real life? Do we need to report this to the brother department?"

"No need; he’s half a professional, definitely licensed and aware of the rules. So, go on," Loyal Brother said, flicking his ash:

"Looks like you guys plan to settle down in the Blood Claw Tribe area. That’s good, being away from Crimson Castle makes it easier to do some extra scouting. Anyway, how are our three little brothers performing?"

"They’re doing okay,"

Chike said, flipping through his notebook:

"They’ve officially joined the Cadman People’s Army. Due to their excellent soldierly qualities, Maxim has taken great interest in them, deciding to promote them to military police to be responsible for discipline and military regulations after the upcoming expansion of the troops.

They thrive in that environment.

Chatting with them yesterday, they complained about the bad atmosphere within the medieval army and seemed intent on cracking down hard, which indicates they’ve found their own kind of fun.

This way, we now have people in the business, military, and intelligence sectors in Transylvania."

"This is only the beginning,"

Loyal Brother said, shaking his head and sighing:

"From an intelligence gathering standpoint, we can’t even say we’ve made a breakthrough, and our manpower issue is becoming increasingly important. We can’t get an overview of the whole situation with the few people we have scattered around, let alone make progress towards the underlying truths.

But the nature of this mission is special, and we can’t just throw a large number of people at it willy-nilly.

In the current situation, the only way to break through is to make the best use of the resources we have.

Let’s climb higher first.

Show some good performance in our respective systems; getting access to higher-level information might allow us to find a few clues.

Alpha Company has hidden many subtle pieces of information in the background story, and without advancing the plot, it’s hard to obtain anything of value."

"Actually, I have an idea!"

Chike closed his notebook and exhaled a smoke ring before telling his team leader:

"We could make good use of other players, like the unique ladies from the Silver Moon Pride Team.

I heard through the grapevine that ’Lady Shui’ often discusses the history of that world with Professor Malcolm, and someone saw her in the Blood Eagle Corridor library reading those otherworldly books that we can’t understand without a Calculating Pearl to translate.

She didn’t use one at the time...

I suspect they might have become suspicious and are trying to uncover the truth behind the game by delving into its history."

"You really dare to dream,"

Loyal Brother retorted:

"You know full well the family background of ’Lady Shui’; she is simply not someone we can cooperate with. Even if she were willing to help, I wouldn’t dare to let her venture too deeply alone. If anything happened, her husband’s formidable network of connections could leave us in the dust.