But as a top-tier player, Su Wen always played every game on the highest difficulty:
"If I didn't add a little challenge to what comes next,
my dear Duke Miss,
wouldn't that make things a little dull?"
That was the final thing Handsome Scholar said to Angelia before they parted,
yet his closing words sounded exceptionally calm and confident.
Clearly,
although Su Wen kept talking about needing a challenge, the Duke Miss, who had gradually come to understand him, already knew that he must have found an excellent way to break the deadlock.
So she merely waved her hand with a charming smile:
"Then,
see you tomorrow?"
"Maybe the day after tomorrow. Don't worry about me."
Su Wen turned and walked out of the residence,
heading toward the battered old car by the roadside, completely out of place among the high-tech aircraft around it.
The vehicle was covered in dents and scratches, its peeling paint mottled and worn, like an old soldier in the twilight of his life.
Clearly,
in this future world, even secondhand dealers probably would not want such a wreck,
and it could at most be sold to a steel mill for the value of its raw materials.
Yet it was the perfect cover for his disguised identity.
At the same time, compared to those advanced yet easily monitored means of transportation, this seemingly shabby old vehicle possessed a kind of understated security.
With one hand resting on the steering wheel, he picked up the softly brownish-yellow page with the other:
Only then
did Su Wen once again reread the mission with complete focus.
What it displayed was the courier mission he was about to carry out in the Inner Star Ring.
The sender field showed a mysterious scientist named Dr. Oran, with an address at a